Lekë Loshi

Rookie (5/13/93 / Prishtina, Kosovo)

A Painted Firmament - Poem by Lekë Loshi

What amazement I suffer!
When looking at your peaks,
The sun winks at me
With half knitted, weary eyes
Its flight asunder
Leaving a blazing flare of lovely orange.
Absorbed, I stare at your horizons
Oh, calcifying sky
I doubt I putter
Without your exchange divine.
I try to taste its enormity;
Beyond all matter, our wish to fly,
But if I fail
Please derail me with your winds diverse.
For to ignore your details, filled with fulfillment
Would be nothing but frail, void, confinement

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 13, 2009

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