Song from a distance

Carpet of leaves waves gravely
on the golden mane of the wind
vague buzzing of trills dies out in the distances
on the twilight towers.

Brown shadows combine with the sombre ecstasy
the day flows slowly through the silent forests
serene flowers sing themselves the purple head
the gate of fire flickers silverly.

Hazy dream resounds in abyss
dew of clouds takes down in circles
whispered rustling sits down on the eyelashes
nectar of love rises at dawn.

Poetry by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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Written on 2006-06-24 at 10:38

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Zoya Zaidi
Valentin Gabriel Cristea,
From where has wind blown you to us, from where?
From whence comes this sweet melody, from whence?
From which direction floats the leaf, with multi-colored hues?
From where the fragrance come so heavenly, from where?

Welcome to the bay the songster (or is it a songstress?) of the silence!

***Hugs for the lyrical piece***
Love, and all the best!
xxx, Zoya