Lantern Poem by Dan Uriel

now, my soul man - I go there
I fly myself with terrible ears

dust crawls on weak dew
I cover my slacks with my hands

green smoke in the sky and blushes slowly
then the ring falls into a dull lake

the milky white flower was frozen in an ice sheet
the world is floating on a divorced leaf

a tired apple hangs over my head
the caterpillar chewed its eyes to the heart

so he looks at it and sees everything
the flower was this poem, apple blossom

above the sky as below the skies
a caress is homeless floating

moisture moves in the darkness
In the foliage of a tree that fell to the ground