Poezie

becoming

1 min lectură·29 martie 2007

Mediu

It is raining,

a gift from the clouds,

countless pearls

clear and cool,

penetrable,

moulding themselves to my shape

merge with me like a lover,

listen to my thoughts,

good friends

who soothe my soul,

softly flowing into me,

taking me away,

liquefied and purified until

I become a thousand diamonds,

shimmering gems the sun is painting

hurriedly in his favourite hues…

then I am the rain, the endless,

timeless giver of life,

feeling an invisible me,

made of water I thereto return,

vanish into an unknown existence,

into this indescribable

forever changing flow...

Sybille (Sydney) Krivenko GISC2052924 2007

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Sydney Krivenko. “becoming.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/sydney-krivenko/poezie/239408/becoming

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