Dark at eight o’clock <br />and the night is like black silk <br />wrapped around a tired landscape. <br /> <br />A rabbit crosses the road <br />confused by the car’s light <br />it stops. <br /> <br />Lights dimmed it continues <br />and I hope it will live long enough <br />to see the sunrise.<br /><br />oskar hansen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silk-and-a-rabbit/
