A sign of my return
No land is the land of our dreams.
I was a running water of your freshness,
Whilst you were trapped in the dryness of a lethal peace;
No sign could be a better witness-
The moment we braced a fatal bond;
No rains could wash away the brightness-
The day we crossed the Rubicon;
No river is a strength, and faith, and destination,
If not the one that bound us in
"No land...",
No thirst, desire, exploration speaks stronger
Than a sign of my return.
@Roxоlana Zigon
20-03-2016
A sign of my return
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