Ist das nicht wunderbar?

I don’t know if there is a color called fresh green. Have you ever seen
the late night sun hit the newly sprouted leaves
of a tree
Ist das nicht wunderbart?
So alive that I can see their veins pump water
or maybe its an aura
or the setting of the sun which strains to send its hardest and most powerful rays
that when they hit the newly sprouted leaf it arches even more so glowing in awe
in tune
or in the here and now as humans are wont to say
so it radiates
so fresh you want to keep it for ever
Have you?
They happen as the earth rotates
and the clock ticks
so that no second
is the next the same, as if,
creation itself
in its path
never left
yet my eyes are older
and the world even more

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