Longing Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

Longing



this man is missing to forest
to trees and the nature.

recently, he had that's all, at arm's
length distance, but now everywhere
he is feeling strange, although
though he already stayed too late,

and even he felt himself as foreigner,
as would say anytime, but now
he is thrown off balance,
memories returned.

this man is missing to forest
to trees and the nature.

one's has boring, full of unknown
new emotions.they are mixed, but for
already nobody unnecessary.and he is
missing and he is dreaming,

if only one more time to go along
the forest, path and to see the gap
with rays of sunshine, so which
nowhere is only from where he arrived.

this man is missing to forest
to trees and the nature.

here he is slowly
diverging starting
from senses...

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