poem


Secret whispers

Shiver of blue
gathers in the morning,
floats on the secret whispers
bringing rivers of shadows.

Cascades of dreams roll down with noise
pale yellow flows silently
on the red disk of the sun
sunrise of crystal brings up on the clouds.

Winged songs tremble in circles
tender head of the morning starts
green silence stretches lightly
sleep of fire is lost in the distances.




Poetry by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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Written on 2006-06-24 at 10:41

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