Nguyen Thi Lien Tam

Season morning BILLIONhu

Since I hugged the red maple leaf. (Photo: Nguyen Ba Trac)

The green grass is as gentle as the breath.
Whispering to her about the human secret language.
The morning is clear with the charm of pine wood, the door sill…
and wind chimes
The little bamboo baskets… hold so many dreams
about a beautiful carpentry house full of laughter

The aroma of cappuccino coffee blends into the dress.
Earthy brown and chlorophyll green are also blending together.
Full of longing.
Let’s listen in silence to the echoes of time, waves, and wind…
Autumn has been a year.
Since I hugged the red maple leaf.
Being far from people from that time…

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