July flowers welcoming in the meadow,
between sweet clover and fireweed, I open a path.
Watching the dance of dragonflies,
amused by the caresses of the wind and herbs
I slowly go into the shimmering depths of the lake,
and above the solar disk flares up and plunges into me,
overflowing me with its warmth ...
The gentle twilight is caught on my skin and in the strands of my hair,
smoothly flowing into the elegy of the night,
with its mist descending on the mirror of my dreams,
where fish lurk in coastal backwaters and catch the poetic flow,
coming from the depth, until the star Altair is lit up,
overshadowing me with its light
in the constellation of the Eagle.
July flowers welcoming in the meadow
© Copyright: Александр Копытин 2, 2024
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