Whirls

Whirls

Winds of the heavens

Caress the embraced naked

Of the branches of the tree where

They are watered

With the tears of rain

Dawn one day even

And a new prayer

In thankful lips

Flower seeds fall into the soil

My body calm

The veins are poured into the river

Of forgetfulness in the red blossoms

Years passed

Few are tender easter -lilies  

Where to leave the heart and my soul

 

The word in Greece easter-lilies means the resurrection of Jesus