Scattered thoughts
on a day of rain
disturbed by the sound of the phone
commercial words
symbol of work
endless problems
inside
that human desire
of love of joy of carelessness
but life is stingy
nature is sad
fate is miserable
and the landscape comes toward us
it looks strange
fables elves gnomes
giants fairies princes
they no longer exist
they disappeared
the old oak
sleeps in the back of the park
in the wind
in the rain
in the snow
