Sunrise Poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea

Sunrise



Over the hurried river,
the wild birds have halted,
wind breathes suavely in the morning.

Over our houses,
bright forehead of the morning rises,
we swing in a crystal boat under the old nut tree.

The tower of the castle calls us secretly,
splendid gates open,
the steps straighten ourself to midday.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Seán O' Muiriosa 02 March 2006

Three great stanzas. Three beautiful images. Can I say anymore? Wonderful. Best wishes, Seán

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