My thoughts are flying somewhere above
Forests of sorrow, rivers of love,
Under the bridge touching slightly the water,
Sand on the beach making possibly hotter.
Suddenly seized they’ve been pulled to the shadow
Desperately far from sunlight of a meadow.
They’re looking for exit from sadness and trees
As though solving a puzzle or quiz,
Eager to feel again coolness and heat,
Sand and pure water that makes my heart beat.
If I knew who could help them to escape,
Leave the dark side, having torn off its drape.