The love is like a wind – it comes from nowhere.
Blows for a while and then goes away,
But it leaves us some signs here and there-
They are telling us: it will be back someday.
Those signs are telling us, the love will be new,
Even if it will have the same old roots,
Because we are part of the world that grew,
Like flowers of the meadow, like trees of the woods.
So, we shouldn’t be afraid to love
Again and again while we live.
The love is with us forever, like stars above –
It’s a goal of living that we try to achieve .
The love comes like a wind from nowhere,
Then goes away, and then comes back again.
Be ready for it; keep your soul bare,
Don’t let it pass by, like the missed train.
The love is like a wind...
© Copyright: Аркадий Шляпинтох, 2010
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Wow!
Actually your poem may be the first one (in english) that I found here and actually enjoyed reading!!Maybe I just haven't really searched well, but...
Best wishes!!!
Стецька Ни 12.02.2012 19:32 • Заявить о нарушении
Actually your poem may be the first one (in english) that I found here and actually enjoyed reading!!Maybe I just haven't really searched well, but...
Best wishes!!!
Стецька Ни 12.02.2012 19:32 • Заявить о нарушении
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