Will tomorrow have the flavor of a dawn
bathed in the scents of wild nature ?
Awakening closed to the beloved
in the delicious fragrances of bodies
diluted in the first ray of august sunshine...
Tomorrow so far from the winters
of old disanchanted cities ...
Tomorrow ,call for wind and waves,
trail through the deep forest ,
majesty of the great infinite plain ,
village at the foot of the giant
lost in the clouds ,
golden fields magnifying the summer ,
exalting the graceful roundness of your belly ...
Tomorrow will be made of gold and fire ,
children playing in the cool river water ...
Tomorrow singing of a new more beautiful
and pure world, that all we think blessed by the lord !
Days of a lifetime will pass through the hours
of ploughing and harvesting ,bodies leads to eternity ...
but when the sun goes down we'll have to hold the gun
and be on the look out ...
The demons of the night claim their tribute !
But you know ,at dawn, we'll be shipping out
toward a new tomorrow ...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
This is now my favorite poem!
The next will be better !
The sun shall not smite you by day, nor the moon by night.
Love was such an easy game to play...
Yes, I believe in yesterday
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