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THE OFFSPRINGS

 

It drips from the sky , over Geea's coat

A drop , that later blossoms ,

Through its own torment and for its delight ,

Green buds -a human cub

Is watching us ...

 

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And the offsprings rise

Over withered brances , the Begining ...

Innitating , lost between the steps ,

The rebirth with its people and their past ,

The Thought

 

The rain -bringing clouds ,

Provide for our dreams and for the earthly crust

And at the mercy of the wild wind

Playfully is knoking on our window ,

Exceeding everything else , Life ...

 

 

Knoking rhytmicaly on the rain -pierced

Old window sash , with its rusty coat -

Crying and laughing in child - like voice ;

I bring to life the still nature .

 

There are born along with them

New song and expectations

That are lost in mellow fruits

Over their tombs the sap

Like tears will pour .

 

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