While the Poet Dreams

The golden leaves fall off the cherry trees groping on the steep cliff, the tall marabous lament...diving in dark, shallow waters their racous cry announce the arrival of winter on the reef... while the poet dreams! The lost kite has flown off a kid's hand that waves to its friend, shrikes wait on pines' brenches for their prey to impal on thorns; wagtails stand on rocks being watchful and trustless of them, living in danger is not staying alive... while the poet dreams! The jumping mouse scurrs from scrub to scrub crushing their leaves, as daylight haunts his footsteps; food is scarce by the waterfront, so he scampers back to the underground, to return when everything turns dark and finds no one endagering his search... while the poets dreams! The blind,white-haired man is led by a retriever that's so attentive, as he guides him to an empty bench; he can't see or perceive a fall's sunset: like other cheerful eyes bedazzled by light... while the poet dreams!