between two tall skeletons of birches
i walk right into the heart of mid-autumn
with the city gate as my starting point
but without any predetermined destination
along a less frequently trodden trail
i keep traveling behind my own soul
each time I climb onto a little ridge
i see another higher up just ahead
it is not a question of uphill or downhill
nor a choice between two different roads
once standing on the peak to look back
i find all mountains so surprisingly small
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Song In Storm by Rudyard Kipling
- The Last Battle Of The Cid
- Move Eastward, Happy Earth poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The man with the blue eye by Neelam Shah
- As a Strong Bird on Pinions Free. by Walt Whitman
- Валерий Брюсов – Из Александрийской антологии. К Сапфо
- Hate Survives by Mac McGovern
- Wild Soul by Michael Yuan
- Untitled XI by Yunus Emre
- Wordsworth At Dove Cottage poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet 05
- Epitaph on the same by Robert Burns
- Гавриил Державин – К первому соседу
- The Bonnie Earl Moray poem – Andrew Lang poems
- The Sandbox by Rachel McKibbens
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
