There are still morning frosts, but the cold sky
looks like spring one without heavy clouds.
Its light-blue weightless azure falls from height
on sparkling snow. All's wrapped in winter silence.
Light whitish cotton flocks floats in blue space
like in a sea, turned upside down. It's blinding
with the sun gold luminescence. This plate
is fondling with warm rays white snow. It's dying,
evaporating high. And the cool time
is going to the end. There are not chances
to stop the passion spring. Amazing light
predicts the soon soft warmth and birds are dancing.
by Thea Ariss
13:13/17.02.2026
There aren t chances to stop the passion spring
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2026
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