15 november 2015

poetry

Irena
Irena

In the middle of winter

When spring comes 
in the middle of winter
And it strikes you,
with all its colour,warmth and scent
And all the rains fall upon you
The moon and the sun and the stars
And the wind
Gather all around you
And the rivers and the streams
And the birds and the sheep
And every single stone
from the beginning till the end
of your journey
They all come with spring
In the middle of winter

Ailill
17 december 2015 at 04:33

I like this piece.. But if I was wring this I would take out some of the 'Ands'

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