When birds fly peacefully above the town,
And the free wind stirs the leaves around,
When every page of Life’s Book is done,
And people’s joy is real – not just a dream;
Then time itself will seem to slow its pace,
Then melody will fill each soul’s own space,
Then all the world will feel sincere and clear,
Then we will know what great LOVE truly is, my dear.
13.08.2020, Saint Petersburg
(life)
Photo from the author’s archive.
Saint Petersburg, 2017.
When birds fly peacefully over the city
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