The larks were singing everywhere, a heron flew past, the sky was so high in the trees were wrestling all around the house and the light– could you catch the light and hug it tight and take it inside you?

The larks were singing everywhere, a heron flew past, the sky was so high in the trees were wrestling all around the house and the light– could you catch the light and hug it tight and take it inside you?

– Nescio –

Amsterdam Stories

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