view from the window
Like quiet evening my balcony,
merry dancing moths to a lamp in the garden;
like star, which over the roofs of burning gold
and reflection of the moon in a dark blue water.
Like a secret dark hills of larches,
sound of the wind among the branches, the smell of cut grass;
rowan, which shares with me his thoughts,
gray landscape of misty shore and weepy.
Like my place - God's planning for
, given - in cudnym a corner of the earth.
In his heart warm with a pen has been entered -
view from a window in a world transformed vision.
(with a volume of verse Renata Strug)
http://www.idn.org.pl/sonnszz/wiersze.htm
Do you like the view from your window?
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