The Stone Tower
In the middle of a forest, there was a secret stone tower
Surrounded by cherry trees and wild berry bushes
Wisteria and climbing roses were cloaking the walls
Sometimes the rustle of the leaves was disrupting the deep silence
Crimson roses and purple violets were dancing in the wind
Iridescent and silver clouds were floating in the sapphire sky
In a surrealistic landscape with wildflowers blooming chaotically
A benumbed stone tower made of shade and light
In an eternal present without a past and a future
Time vanished in a dissonant harmony of tones and colours
It was such a secret and isolated dwelling
A deserted and empty tower with a roof made of clouds and stars
Sun and moon were meeting in eternal blissful serendipity
It was a vision of an undisclosed world
A fantastic dream of a utopia.
Esther Racah
