EFTICHIA KAPARDELI
New Rays
A kiss and a dream
injured
in the corners of the night
forgotten
Colorful golden chrysalides
silky
confused phosphoresis,
prisoners
The streets naked
the eyes can not escape
I'm looking for light
Angelic creatures with braided
hair
at the end of pleasure of the
divine bodies
bathed
On the outline of the circle
New rays
in the swan the white ones
wings are born
at the beginning of the day
White Silence
Two worlds
who accidentally meet
in the ignorance of the times
build and shatter
with the white of the times
silence
Grated words, half-finished
phrases
in a forgotten tongue
Dreams
they emerge, they are
engraved
to the intimate wrinkles
in the same years
which the eyes had grown old
on the edges memories
Sacred River
Stars of time
in the green waters
of the Sacred River
In the place
swing,
to the White Light
colorful fountains
Primitiveness encore
of waters
in uncomfortable time
Golden yarns of souls
they are unfolding in Heaven
In the mud of the bottom
time like a red spot
excess
But facing the light
uncovered soul with the Sun
travel
EFTICHIA KAPARDELI
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