Gartenimpression
Sitting on the steps to my garden:
Nothing to hear but the
Busy humming of the bees
In the poppy-bowls.
Nothing to see but the
Midday sun colouring
Their paper-shaped leaves.
Nothing to feel but the
Burning sun on my resting hands –
The hour of Pan in my life.
(© 2011 Christiane Weismüller)
