Retrospective
Evening in Lans
Wanderings through the dusking summer
Past bundles of yellowed corn. Beneath whitewashed arches,
Where the swallow flew out and in, we drank fiery wine.
Beautiful: o sorrow and purple laughter.
Evening and the dark scents of green
Cool our glowing foreheads with showers.
Silver waters trickle over the steps of the forest,
The night and a forgotten life speechless.
Friend; the leafy footbridges into the village.
© Jim Doss & Werner Schmitt
