#1878-Trance


A setting sun,

With patches of life,

Painted on the ground.

It was a cold, grey day,

Yet I felt tranquility,

As hours drifted by,

Imperceptibly.

Like a silent movie,

With no storyline.

And me,

The lone spectator,

Watching it unwind,

From a distant trance.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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