Zywa The seventh days that never pass

The kids are having fun
they run a race around
the marsh, meanwhile trying
to catch the time in this day
of rest, as eternal heroes

In the trees, they build
houses that bear sweet smells

This earthly paradise
for young and old, of reflecting
on the weeks together
to set out with astonished eyes
will never perish

Poem 1087
Amsterdam, 2017-02-26

Day of rest
Collection: WoofWoof 
Keyword: Rest: leisure / repose 
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