My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

Beautiful Morning

The story of time,

one dark night is dead,

another day resurrected,

sparrows, thrushes, starlings,

and pigeons,

they start to sing,

a small dewy village,

coming out from the dimness of the dawn,

green gloominess of May,

dispelled by the sun,

the earth galloping,

in the golden sun,

this beautiful morning,

we live to show ourselves,

life is not a piece of paper,

time is not a nonpolar void,

life overflowing with colors and echoes,

time combusting,

we dance round its flame,

love and friendship warming,

in our palms,

in this,

beautiful morning.


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