Wednesday, September 28, 2016

tell me


late evening

quiet residential streets

and as I took flight above the walkers and the trees

I beheld a vast field of stars

or was it grain upon the miller’s floor ?

so abundant were the seeds of light

so vast his open door

tell me

have you been here before ?



2 comments:

Jan said...

Beautiful writing, William~

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jan. Love and good wishes.