As night replaces busy day
Besides my window I pray.
Pray to the stars and to the moon
To lead you to my house soon,
Pray to the wind, that hugs the trees,
To bring bits of your scent to me,
So that in snowflakes I could trace
Figures of the beloved face.
Dear God, protect him from above,
For my religion is Love...
Алиса Пермякова, 2007
As night replaces busy day
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