Sometimes it seems:
We're having
A piece of rainbow's heaven.
The clouds hide the sun in chains,
Some days are quiet and insane,
The lakes and rivers lose their glance -
We feel the autumn's rains presence.
In every feeling which can shake
Sometimes I feel myself awake,
Remembering:
I have been told
About the secret endless world
Of the eternal summer heat
With gentle skies all over it.
It's like the thing I mean the best...
Who knows by what my faith is based,
When everybody sees no gain
Until the summer comes again?
But I believe in will to win
The Wizard of White silent Queen,
To save the pretty days reprint -
The Hammer's of the Summer dint.
7.9.00
Hammer of the Summer
© Copyright: Сергей Чурюкин, 2008
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