Greener again
this field again
in silence.
In silence the dream
is touching me.
And I care not
my future
that is
standing at present.
Alas, I am
living and
searching death
that is
within me.
And I am
moving toward
greener field
again and again.
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Again and again! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.