There …where the taste of silence is strange and forgotten,
There ... where the pastel sky floats and is underfoot,
There ...where the streets are shivering in a foggy mood.
They need snow.
There … where the face of Earth is changing the poles,
There … where some kilometers of the rain are endless
There... where the ships kiss the sunset with their sails.
They need wind.
There … in the world of only words, where smiles are like tears,
There … where the flowers bloom in dispassion,
There … where's the world of tired, exhausted passers-by
They need faith.
There … where the winters are so freezing,
There … where're so many wrong stitching.
There ... where's only darkness around
They need blaze.
There … where the women send emails to the distant lovers
There … where trying to find the true love they failed.
There ... where misgiving the whole life covers
They need happiness.
Is there a country where the sky is always blue?
Is there a place where everyone is always happy and true?
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 28th of December, 2011