Winter

I said that I see everything,
The jumping out star of the night,
The blossoming sun
I shall take in palms
Silk brume,
And will believe in miracles once again.

I have told …

Only a raincoat of silver
Embraced the ground,
Again the moment of this pure winter...

by Rasa Sedleckyte

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