Van Gogh's Undergrowth And Two Figures
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He walks alone in silence as the ghost in his mind wants to come alive
Trees and wildflowers at his side,
paralleling nature’s balance
and symmetrical harmony,
as the yellow faces and hollow bodies beam
In his wake,
he sees a picture painting,
caressing his every step along the way
Seas of yellow in his harbor
peaking through
Where docks of trees, like boats,
line his thoughts,
while the yellow faces of the sun excite
He continues on this path
With an eerie voice pointing toward the light,
look not at a horizon but out past the trees
where a silhouette spans in the forest mist,
trees and wildflowers yearning for a home
connie pachecho
2/15/25
Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2025
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