Above Us the Sky, the Ground Beneath Our Feet

Above us the sky, the ground beneath our feet,
While time dissolves the plans we’ve made.
We long to live our lives with love complete,
Forgetting quarrels, lies once laid.

May every moment of love that’s gone
Help our souls find the answers they’ve long sought.
And no mere poems can ever heal
When the light inside our hearts turns cold.

We’re born in sin, it’s part of who we are,
But joy can win the world without a word.
Though this short life may not stretch so far,
It’s bright love that lifts our spirits, strong and sure.

Assorov, 2018

Photo from the author’s archive.
Karelia, Lakhdenpokhya, 2020.


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