Sometimes Poem by Sarah Sankovska

Sometimes, when I do not love anything...
I love the water...
It is pure, transparent... it without breaking the shell...
has not become ice...
Sometimes, when I'm not getting anything...
I'm looking forward to the wind...
It's soft, invisible... It will not run off...
has not become a whirlwind...
Sometimes, when I have nothing...
I've got you...
You are a fairy tale, a miracle...
you life... until you fail to become a pain