The leaves of linden-trees by silver_Tinuviel
Among them I dwell,
in my dreams they are singing,
sweet scent on my face
in the deep summer nights,
honey and sadness,
unspoken beauty,
dreams of a home
far away in the West…
But the cold wind comes,
my green and yellow thoughts
whisper farewell
and travel in the air…
You, empty soul,
in the fading of all things,
you, wanderer from afar,
do you still remember?
4 Comments
“green and yellow thoughts”
I really like that image.
Lovely imagery and beautifully written !
Wow…. nice poem…. I love your wording. “My grren and yellow thoughts whisper farewell…” Interesting choice of words. Love it!
Oops… that should spell green…. oh well.