Why by Penny Vasileva translated by Ann Wood
WHYWhy 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.
She, seven-color,
lures us to go ...
To reach the same nirvana
and the beauty of the world to see ....
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2018-07-29 at 15:58
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