My art
Poetry in English
Once Upon a TimeThe trees were afraid.
The lightening gazed upon it,
quickly surmising the landscape seeking prey.
The lightening sang- flash, strike, and gone.
In a moment the crash became a muttering ..
muttering about something i couldn't quite tell..
Smattering hell through the forested hills.
Rumbling still, the quaking subsided.
The animals looked to the skies,
and the wind guided the fire home-
where fireflies come from ...
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