Singing Poem by Yiorgos Christodoulides

Singing



My body carries
the dust of the road you crossed.
My feet bear
the burden of your fatigue.
Long before you came to exist
my door stood waiting for you.

That unknown carpenter who crafted it - he was singing!

translated from Greek by Despina Pirketti

Singing
Monday, December 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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