Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

The Lute Is Still In Hands It’ll Break - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Unless the world opens up for me

The lute is still my breath it’ll take
In blasts of wind Eol’s heart will be
Unless the paths are walked in a seal
Unless the seals are open in a quest
Unless the pain is open for a heal
Unless the heart finds a place to rest

The lute is still in hands it’ll break
Unless the world opens up for me

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011


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