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Σάββατο, 9 Μαΐου 2015

In love of nature

And beauty
wants her season

What about Love
that is looking lips

And spring
she communicates with her look

Because when the spring travels
our gaze kisses the sun

Because when the spring ends
summer sings our lips

And so people - like children -
orchestrate the music of nature

Yannis Politopoulos

7 σχόλια:

Bob Bushell είπε...

Absolutely stunning your poem, and the picture, superb. I do love the Steppenwolf, beautiful Yannis.

dianne είπε...

So beautiful your words dear Yannis and lovely roses.
Happy weekend
xoxoxo ♡

MARTY είπε...

the beautiful song of spring and your lovely words ! what else ?
I wish you and yours a happy sunday

Linda είπε...

Such a beautiful post, Yannis, thank you so much for sharing.

Al είπε...

A beautiful poem. I could use some more spring right now, not the winter we just experienced!

Rachel είπε...


Lieber Yannis,
ein wundervolles Frühlingsgefühlgedicht!

Ich wünsche dir Sonne in dein liebes Herz.

Ganz lieb, Rachel

Beatrice Euphemie είπε...

A beautiful poem and lovely story, Yannis. Springtime is such a special season - so full of promise and new love. Wishing you and your loved ones beautiful spring sunshine. xo Karen