There …where the taste of silence is strange and forgotten,

There ... where the pastel sky floats and is  underfoot,

There ...where  the streets are shivering in a foggy mood.

                           They need snow.

 

There … where the face of Earth is changing the poles,

There … where some kilometers of the rain are endless

There... where the ships  kiss  the sunset with their sails.

                            They need wind.

 

There … in the world of only words, where smiles are like tears,

There … where the flowers bloom in  dispassion,

There … where's the world of tired, exhausted passers-by

                             They need faith.

 

There … where the winters are so freezing,

There … where're so many wrong stitching.

There ... where's only darkness around

                              They need blaze.

 

There … where the women send  emails to the distant lovers

There … where trying to find the true love they failed.

There ... where misgiving  the whole life covers

                               They need happiness.

                               

Is there a country where the sky is always blue?

Is there a place where everyone  is always happy and true?

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 28^th of December, 2011