Публикувано от: bogpan | януари 12, 2018


Some day, maybe tomorrow
get ready to travel.

The flute is narrating streams.
The leaves are drawing rainbows lightly,
they are soaring in the rain,
nearly not leaving circles.

Travel, travel …

With your soul only.
With your love
(it has no shadow).
Keep the life,
like music, like rain,
like the blind one who stopped
The Sun.

Travel …




  1. lovely

  2. Thank you for reading!

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