#145 A Place To Live...

I want to live where

the shelter is made of mud,

and there are natural green bushes

a bit uncut, on the edges

just to keep its original form

and there are water streams,

that can be heard for its tranquility;

the red and blue leaflets

spreading joy out of the usual greens,

and where the birds and squirrels

live together with their own voices

echoing in peace...