AURORA
She is an impressive girl.
She is born anew every morning
- who among us can follow her?
She is a determined and strong fighter:
From the first awakening she fights with darkness,
with the darkness of ignorance, with the darkness of Evil.
Not with a spear, not with long barrels
And with the weapons of war of the present time.
No, she fights with a smile -
she flashes her pearly teeth, and the darkness retreats,
shines with the Sun and the Moon from her pupils -
isn't she their sister?,
and the darkness disappears without a trace;
her breath spreads the darkness like the wind
the water of the Red Sea,
and the night flees into itself.
The gold from her hair colors our morning;
touches the nests, and the birds chirp,
knocks on the window of the nursery,
and laughter spreads.
She greets with a cheerful banner of light
this world bent towards darkness.
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Lily of the valley (Pseudonym) (
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Lovely a great metaphor so splendidly painted in words of beauty. A fave Durdica
It seems that you are the most devoted reader of my poems - thank you! I appreciate that you read and understand them.
You are most welcome they are a pleasure to read
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