I Want Peace. Unearthly. Poem by Liza Sud

I Want Peace. Unearthly.



I want peace. Unearthly.
Hear tremors of earth and drifting of ice.
Like all native and foreign.
But dear, like in movies deaf and dumb.

However, and movies will not help me,
to feel from life a sweet rest.
River of wine and old cella,
can update my joy in a chest.

My immortal soul, I'm not dead,
peer into the distance and heaven.
Death is only a bit of rest,
so that open my eyes I could there.

Saturday, September 19, 2015
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