Manukgr Bltzak


A Feather's Story

Smoothly flows the sparkling water from the spring,
'You could not step twice into the same river' they once heard Heraclitus sing,
'cause everything changes like a bird's feather is swinging in the wind

The hounds are barking but the feather is still high,
tiny soldiers are marching but few of them want to fight,
since noone ever knows what is wrong and what is right

The feather is now travelling through the night,

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