Chapbook Final Poems.
1.
,Winter wind'
The wind blows calmly
the wind whispers softly to me
The wind will tell
me an old story
A story as old as time
The story of the winter wind
that runs madly
across country fields.
Sometimes he gets lost
in the wild bushes
and waits for spring.
2.
,A patient river'
Life is already blooming
on the river bank
No one can stop it now
There is no such strength
This river is the path
of harmony
A river of unity
life, love and hope
Be praised, my river,
and always flow
so patiently.
3.
,Breath of spring'
Spring is coming
It will bring new stories of change
About a new warm morning
It will stay in mysterious field groves
Greening the fields
She will paint with a green brush
It will be a crazy fast dance
Tired evening time
will sit on a tree trunk
She will scrape the moss off this tree with her finger
She will be like a young girl
who is resting in the shade of a tree,
looking somewhere far away and waiting
She will be waiting
for the first birds singing in the nest
She will be waiting
for the evening frogs singing.
4.
,Wandering alone'
I am wandering alone today,
through fields and forests
in the winter silence,
in the glow of the calm sun
and only the echo of my steps in the frosty air,
which hugs me
with its coldness
and
I surrender.
Wandering alone,
quiet as a dream in the wind
Houses disappear in the distance,
and the lonely village chapel disappears.
There is only me
and my heart
that beats
like a chapel bell.
The heart regains peace
and admires
the slowly floating clouds.
There is beauty
in this silence
There is strength
in this silence
In this silence
I find the meaning of winter.
Everything only falls asleep, everything only rests,
and only the river is moving,
flowing calmly,
as if it never wanted to rest.
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