Of Nature’s Silent Poetry

Of Nature’s Silent Poetry

so
serene.
in the wild.
time was standing still.

without
chaos,
everything was so peaceful.

no need to be
in
a hurry;
I calmly strolled at a very slow pace.

losing his patience,
my walking partner started pulling me ahead,
in his best effort of forcing me
to speed
up.

all of a sudden,
in
front of us,
at a close distance,
a doe and a fawn approached.
they looked at awe
then
disappeared right away.
so soon as they heard a barking sound.

my walking partner took me out of this poetic moment of the wild
he immediately brought me back to the noisily taming world of mankind’s.

Thao Chuong
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