Searching of you, a poetic story

I was taking a stroll at night on clouds and looking for the brightest star.
I was walking on a sunny morning on a smooth surface of lakes
and looking the most beautiful lily…

Every time I listened to the sound of the wind, I attempted to recognize your voice in it.
I was trying to remember all of my dreams to see your image.
But I didn't find you…

For a long time I was looking at the hands of the clock and waiting:
the minute will stop and it will open the secret door for me in the house,
where you wait for me.

I was calling you by the name which I created for you a long time ago.
But you were being silent, and I could not hear your voice.

Once I took a sketchbook and paints into my hands and I began to draw:
I drew an unfamiliar town, cars, and houses.
Suddenly, among unknown streets, I saw that you were coming to me.
You were smiling at me, and your gaze was saying to me: I love you!

So long, so long I have search for you!
But the world itself decided to open the paths for us!
So long, so long we have been waiting for this moment.
When we will be able to find each other!



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иллюстрация: Автор Козина Юлианна,http://www.fotokritik.ru/photo/449231/