The wind
Рамон Райнер
I sit. In window I look on wind,
Which smell as sun and little mint,
He fly between sunrise and sunset
And do the beauty air fint!
He fly the same as thought or word,
Sky for him - as clean the board,
On which can draw any picture,
And go on cross to any road.
© Copyright: Рамон Райнер, 2014
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The wind... Рамон Райнер
© Copyright: Цех Футуросимволисто, 2014
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