UNDER SUMMER SUN

Flash poetry from Athens Greece southern suburbs

Is the sun
that plays
the game...
millions years
reason
guess...
you can
hide
he will
catch you,
you
can get,
more
or less...
takes
a seed
and
make it
tree,
is a play,
but
you see
you
must
love him
he is
the king,
always
rules
through
a burning
ring.....

Author's Note

free writing style,english not mother language