Paul Klee

On greener days
I rest in light
of radiant warmth
respite til night
joy parallels
symphonic rise
and I’m content
with angst’s demise

On greener days
i cannot grieve
the hidden things
and dying bereave
and if suddenly
they should arise
I’ll turn my thoughts
and close my eyes

On greener days
i will give praise
for grand escape
from rankling malaise
and look into
your loving glance
for paths on lea
and joyful dance

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