Do You Remember Morning-Laughter

 

 

The whole morning we were full of joy

How full of joy, enough for an interlude

With the huge sun higher than thorns

Stone leaves and flowers that shone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My God, how full of joy & serenity

With laurels of rose-colored tenderness

For all the young cupids and satyrs

Gathering with dear sweet belonging

The whole morning long we smiled

An inexplicable sign of our lives to come

An optimism of the abyss closing her floors

The awakening into new colors, large eyes

A well-practised arch-angel theme

Of who we were and who we were destined to be

We played with colors and the dew

The whole morning joy never left our side.

 

Reviews

[katyj]

This is so wonderful, enjoable read : )