Half of the winter's gone. A couple of bluebirds
is dancing on a willow's branches at the dull dawn.
They dance and cry. The January Thuesday
is waking in gray clouds to the bluebirds songs.
The bluebirds dance and snow falls on white cover
under the willow's feet, writing a lot of signs.
The darkness's fought. A scarlet magic flower
of the frail winter dawn pierces the dull gray sky.
The scarlet light is splashing all around.
Dove-colored clouds vanish, opening blue space.
The frosty air's spreading the birds sounds.
They're rising high above, saluting the new day.
by Thea Ariss
14.01.2026/18.01.2026
A scarlet magic flower
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2026
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