The Golden Gleam Poem by fraidoon warasta

The Golden Gleam



with thoughtful insistence
the sunflower in its golden gleam
dances its last dream
for now

the shabby clouds wade into the lake
the plot of light
the rhyme of flight
all not for nothing
the riot of colours
bright
come and go

when desires
man's power to change
the inevitability of events
backfires

weather odysseus returns
or not, the olive trees of
ithaca will grow and grow old

the sunflower last glow
hasn't burnt away
for the last time,
we know
the world wouldn't die with us

fraidoon warasta
15 december 2021
limburg

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