August
gently touch the old banyan tree in front of the gate
leaves not yet yellow
has trembled from the branch
swaying in the wind
familiar road
turn over in the wind
Milk flower fluttering
quiet coffee shop
in instrumental music
light as breath
August
Sometimes it's just a memory that's hard to name.
take us back to memory lane
afternoon light on mother's shoulder
kite tilted
find the sky of childhood
I entered August
like a wind picker
collect each thin leaf
bring back to weave into a song
for a time long gone
but my heart is restless...
each return
Source: https://baodaklak.vn/van-hoa-du-lich-van-hoc-nghe-thuat/van-hoc-nghe-thuat/202508/dieu-dang-thu-6ea01c7/
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