A Night Alone Poem by Stefan Hanson
A Night Alone
A Night Alone
Going home on ones own
But having no home
One is searching
But with his resources
One has few choices
But the free ones
Still one knows
One’s instincts alive
Calling one to the nature
One’s search ends
Under the flowers
Of the urban bushes
In the dirt
In the bugs
In the bush
Nature’s flowers
Lull one to sleep
With there perfume
One’s call for help
A paradise prepared
By Him
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