still a few days
maybe a few moments
remember them
they won't already repeat itself
still steam of words
and bad smiles
only once
I will still sit down
before the journey
it was worthwhile this way
rushing to these fields
in order to sow weeds
instead of to caress flowers
they are already waiting me
to plant them there
where they will bloom for me
as colour tapestries...
Maria Barbara Korynt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/still-a-few-days/
