Monday, December 1, 2008

“Ambiance Divine”

Late November gave a little present:
One dreamy, lazy sunny day…
Sparrows’ seem warm and happy,
Enjoying their baths in sand.

Heaps of leaves are covering the grounds;
Tranquility is Nature’s menu for today:
Warmed by the Sun all is settled down,
Except for one leaf gliding in the air…

As if unseen fingers picked just one,
One of a million withered brothers,
Leaving them mute and stunned,
It …giggles and rises higher.

As if invisible lips breathed out,
Lifting one fortunate leaf,
To let it fly once more, one final round,
Before becoming wet and crippled…
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Oftentimes, blown from nowhere,
We feel our Destiny’s touch:
“Behold! Do you see that flare?”
“Go on! It’s your turn to …fly!!”
November 28, 2008

5 comments:

The Y River said...
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Natalie said...

Thank you, Y.
"Vorobjevi Gori" in Moscow are indeed sparrows' hills, why they called that, I don't know, I am from the South!!
Nat

The Y River said...
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The Y River said...

I am sorry, I had to delete that comment. It may appear offensive to another reader who does not know me too well. Thank you for the beautiful poems.

Fram said...

That one, I think, is beautiful, like the author.