Why by Penny Vasileva translated by Ann WoodWHY
Why did I think I was a trail in the dark,
straightforward to the goal,
which his exact passenger is waiting for
and he is still wandering around the world.
Why did I decide to follow me,
to reach a noisy waterfall,
and the road is actually the last-
there is no going back.
And the waterfall falls gleaming, suddenly-
scattered with a loud crash,
and as in the arc after rain
rising in full brilliance.
lures us to go ...
To reach the same nirvana
and the beauty of the world to see ....
Poetry by antoniya katelieva-wood
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Written on 2018-07-29 at 15:58
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