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Lapses Of Youth
LAPSES OF YOUTH
Ask that Chikinia park if you want to know
About the lapses of my youth,
Where on the chests of rocks lie engraved
Beautiful words of my pious sin
Sparkling like shiny souls of angels in love with God
In the scribbles of passion on the body of green sod;
Where Spring had run riot into head of a rose
Driving it crazy for a cooling fire
In search of which it multiplied into myriad dancing images
In the nearby lake’s waters pierced by a noon Sun in ire-
The rose was pure love and ripples of lake, its singing lyre;
And memories ...