Poem: Ascension Day – #mydjursland

hulen

Today we can walk in the garden
and look at the pirate ship-den
which has driven onto shore a week ago.
It stuck itself to the garden fence
with a little help. 

Around the den, the children can
pick an orchestra of dandelions.
Black clouds of quarrels,
suspicions of diagnoses vanish in spring grass
with a psychedelic yellow show.  

God shines beyond
any interpretation of my life.
Jesus went on some sort of a hallucinating skiing trip this day
two thousand years ago,
while me and my family decided to descend
to magnificent Djursland

almost 3 years ago.

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