i feel the warmth of something blue
a comfort in the rain and gloom
the appeal of a differing view
bending a monotonous line
becoming a circle when it does
what keeps one's heart a plump
the pine needles whistle in delight
when the winds come
recklessness of the young
the calmness of an old hand
the awkward glances of a smitten one
all at once
a light feather alighting
on a weary palm
its weightlessness eases the soul
the gravity is put on hold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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