I wonder if that frog
thinks the world
is just a fevered dream
inside his pond…
–
or does his mirror reflect,
in green- translucent shine,
the way creation
always meant to be?
I wonder if that frog
thinks the world
is just a fevered dream
inside his pond…
–
or does his mirror reflect,
in green- translucent shine,
the way creation
always meant to be?