Thaw in Ludza

I carry my love
As a child—a one year old—
Carries a chestnut leaf:
So seriously holds the outstretched hand,—
It’s so difficult to balance the tiny step
With giant autumn all around.—
From the trees
Fall and fall
Rustling golden secrets
And confuse his steps.
But the little one doesn’t slip.
He carries his leaf.
He holds on to his leaf
And elegantly walks into the blizzard of leaves

“Unable are the Loved to die. For Love is Immortality».

~Emily Dickinson




New Paths by- Karin Boye

Here they start – new paths.

Let us walk in calm.

Come, let us search for

some new and lovely bloom.

Cast off what was ours!

Things won and complete

lifelessly oppress us,

not worth dream and song and feat.

Life is what is waiting,

what no-one can know…

Come – let us forget.

Seek where new and fair things grow.

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″A traveler without observation is a bird without wings.” – Moslih Eddin Saadi