Qiviut - you and i in a forest

you and i in a forest
of magic/not unreal green
and trees of the world
in france autumn   death
is so colourful
               colour
colour red,
           yellow colour
it is a known forest
how many have known it
not us
never
      ever
it is a know forest
        knows
             forest knows
colour
      colour knows you.
      colour knows i
sometimes
          i think i'll cry forever
if i should die
               no one knowing me
no one having known me
such badness in all the beauty
such all good in ugliness
death is so colourful
colour knows i
colour knows you
       colour white
colour colour
              red and yellow
gold and brown
gold en  brown
              magic green
colour you
colour i
         becoming
being
      on a tree
and we walking
by ignorant in the dark
all knowing
            feeling
which is something
  
a wind comes up
                blows
and it rains leaves
such beauty
            seen by the light
of our fire.
  
  
  
                  November 1, 1970

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