Indian Summer

Late in summer

Silvery blue, like a scale dress

fish-colored is the water of the lake

Clear freshness on a warm day

late summer invites me to a bath

High into the sky my gaze goes

looks into a white cloud mixture

Veil images can be deciphered

flowing shapes, painted by the haze

So beautiful, so far, so full of life

Thoughts swim like the body

Detached from all the strife

close to me, far of hustle and bustle

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