Eternal Sun


As he whispers to her

in the wordless language of selfless love

her lonely heart cracks open –

cautiously and quietly.

From the cold, neglected soil

tiny flowers grow.

One after another they open

their soft petals –

tenderly and shyly but

with such contagious joy and sweet abandon.

Tears trickle

down her rosy cheeks

and reflected in every one of them

is the Eternal Sun of Hope and Trust.

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2 Responses to Eternal Sun

  1. mata says:

    kaj je dobra, pesem namreč

  2. Sabina says:

    Kar besed pravih ne najdem…
    Zeloooooooo mi je všeč! Najprej svet, potem pesem!

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