In Search of Serenity

Unhappy people of gloomy houses...
Serene? No, indifferent.
Neighbors' children are laughing.
Neighbors' party's merry:
"Take a picture, Larry!"
Wind will break my window.
"Put some raisins in the dough!"
Pieces of glass will fall on my floor.
"Give me some cola, more!"
I step on the glass, it sounds like ice
And snow, and all space is in glow.
Serenity. Mine, not neighbors'.
My fairy is winter, sparkling,
She comes to the room and sits at the table.
Some hot tea? -
She's sweating in steam.
'Why don't you join us?
She needs some ice-cream.
Come, and bring it with you.
Vanilla. Oh, no, Mint.
She'll like it, that's true.
Don't want? Tired? In stress?
Give me your address.
Just take my caress.'

Your address is gloominess, always...
Winter is winding freshness,
Transparence and unexpectedness.
It shares serenity:
No envy, no hatred, no vanity...


Copyright ©2007 Olga Ulyankina