The Great Oceans of Winds

The Great Oceans of Winds

A Poem by Stanislav Volo

(Someone once told that life is infinite magic of continuous wave of infinite connections) 

And the Great oceans of winds, and rivers of clouds, washing the shorelines, and mountain Peaks,
Embellishing the surface of the Mother Earth;
And the Earth rotates, making her round trips around the Grandmother Sun;
And the Sun keeps kissing the Granddaughter, constantly hugging the little innocent child; 
And the Earth, being the great mother of all, shares the love and compassion with them all
And all friends share unbound and warm love to the Earth itself, who is the Mother of all!
AND THE SOULS CONNECT EACH OTHER WITH THE RAYS OF THE SUN REFLECTING IN THE MIRRORS OF EYE BALLS; 
TOUCHING AND FEEDING AND HUGGING THE MOTHER OF ALL MOTHERS 
AND THE LOVE OF ALL LOVABLE CHILDREN, WHO IS THE GRAND DAUGHTER OF THE SUN
And the Earth still rotates, making her round trips with unexplained pattern of some lost, and forgotten ancient ritual dance; 
And the distance fades away, filling every loving space with a piece of emotion;
And Emotion, who is the ruler of all laughs and cries keep the souls rotating in the same billiard pool of all living souls,
And the Fate keeps bending the lines on the palms of spheres hands, and the Billiard Pool rotating hands, 
And Emotion hand, the Souls hand, the Mothers hand, and the Suns' infinite hands, 
The lines got all bended by the Fate. 
AND I HAVE BORN AGAIN AND SOUL HAS BORN OVER. 
AND THE MOTHER OPENED HER EYES AGAIN, AND THE WIND TOUCHED THOSE THAT HAVE BEEN TOUCHED BEFORE,
BUT WOKE UP AS NEW UNTOUCHED INOCENT UNLEASHED SPHERES; 
And the Grandmother, Sun, kissed over again and hugged again her just awakened Granddaughter
Including the cosmic souls of oceans of winds, rivers of clouds and transparent reflections of the once who have been reborn again. 
And the Earth still rotates making her round trips, and Great oceans of wind and rivers of clouds washing the shorelines and mountain Peaks, touching and hugging and kissing the surface of Mother Earth- 
Who is the mother of all!

© 2017 Stanislav Volo


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Stanislav Volo
Stanislav Volo

Vancouver, BC, Canada



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