No one has told him
about the Indian summer
and he got all confused
When he realized
his mistake
it was already
too late
So now
he is standing here
leafless
but in blossom
Unbecoming, unashamed
wearing his eccentric pink jewels
on his naked body
Why am I trembling
Why is the world
so beautiful
Why is beauty
so harsh
by Veronika Palovska
Veronika is a writer, designer, and teacher. She helps independent online teachers and coaches build outstanding brands at doyouspeakfreedom.com.
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