In January translated by Ann Wood
In January I will be goodI will meet the winds smiling
and my leafy fate,
will haunt the shores again
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on that beautiful distant world,
in which all secrets are reality
and in its colorful vastness,
tupti a magical sacredness.
❄️😍❄️
On the birds I will send light,
to all the little people on Earth
and I know that in shared silence,
we will overcome loneliness together.
❄️😍❄️
She put a compass in her backpack,
the annual direction I will discover,
and then quietly in profile and full face,
I will hide my essence in the winter.
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And every night in the endless sky,
like a restless moan I will rise,
while in two longing hands,
speechless as eternity I melt.
❄️😍❄️
author Elitsa Georgieva
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2023-01-29 at 23:18
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