The blue sky merges into ocean
Bringing not tide but breathing cool
And birds are twitting you the notion
That life does beautifully reign.
Procure your daily bread and repast
Lay on the table and divide
Between the sun, the wind, and ocean
And don’t forget to gratify.
The cleanness of that scoured soils
Inspires whiteness in your dreams
And like a scorching day that dazzles
At once it cuts and heals your brain.
Take that insipid swig of water
And wash away the deadly thirst.
Be hopeful there’s never ending
To days laborious and gay.
9 May 1996 23:00
The blue sky merges into ocean
© Copyright: Роман Голубев, 2007
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