Alone duck, in cloudy rainy sky, -
To that of earthly wondering (a) man's gaze,-
Oh, what an unsurprizing course it follows,
Just like no extra zigs can be a daily fortune. /......dreaming fortune
The summer is gone. Da Vinci's greyer clouds
Are painting this horizon sight with frowns
Of the unhistorisiz`ed shapes, but some of them
Are surely never less then sages.
Are you a quick eyebrow of the age this
Flying fast, my lone duck,
A traveler through {minute} past?...
/31.08.2023/