alone on a hill <br />stands a cherry tree <br />without leaves <br />only twigs <br />stretching to the <br />the moon <br />on this cold <br />and damp <br />night <br />like some kind of <br />human hands <br />and thin body <br />in the act <br />of a very deep <br />prayer <br /> <br />(except for <br />me <br />it does not <br />know you)<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-on-a-hill/
