The gloomy day has slowed down pace.
It stays at mossy feet of lindens
and looks through gauzy rising haze
at little flowers. Rain is drizzling.
Light airy hands put tiny drops
on fragile purple silky petals,
making the color little wan,
but still quite cute, even amazing.
The day is baffled: where they're from?
Few time before this place was empty.
There was an ugly brown shawl,
made of dark leaves decayed thin laces.
The day is staying in the rain.
One tries to put in mind this picture
before it dies in evening shade.
There will not be the other meeting.
by Thea Ariss
31.04.2026 - 02.04.2026
At feet of lindens
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2026
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