And what if we believe the stars
~those hidden deep in darkly skies~
that there is tender silver line
on other side of stormy clouds
and what if we defeat the wind
tangled in long and blowy hair
dry tears with breaths of dancing calm
tend to the wounds of nightly air
and what if we construct the bridge
over polyphony of river
with sleepy murmur fasten thoughts
weave them like flowers ~ eyelid shimmer
and what if we – for the last time
wait out the storm overcome fear
and build a dream ~ a small white house
with window to the rose-park river
and what if we believe the stars
~those hidden deep in darkly skies~
that there is tender silver line
on other side of stormy clouds
Lovely
Thank you very much 🙂
Lovely 🙂
Hi Alex,
Thank you for your kind word – as always – and thank you for stopping at my blog 🙂
Excellent!
Thank you, I treasure your comment 😉
I love your poems my sister, there is a tranquil beauty in each which stays and births a smile. Have a wonderful week ahead!
Wendell, thank you again very much!
Amazingly beautiful ⭐ Best regards Aquileana 😀
How nice of you to say that Aquileane!
Thank you