Price of dreams by Lyudmil Yankov translated by Ann WoodPRICE OF DREAMS
Do not ask for the price of the dream -
fight, cast, fall and die!
It always brings it forward - in the hand,
Rise: get up, ask and find!
Do not close it in yourself, in your soul ...
Stand up Breathe, never stop,
dream of joy, of beauty!
With grief and trembling, with faith in miracles -
it begets, and peace, and light,
with blood pays love and freedom.
Poetry by antoniya katelieva-wood
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Written on 2018-07-22 at 13:40
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