In the land of morning stars...

Серия стихов: Философски

In the land of morning stars,
Where we look to space,
I am going to walk alone,
Looking for the ways.

In the mystery mist,
Where the sea is pink,
I don't want to be sad
As I was last week.

I am taking leave of sunset
And I am waiting for the down
In the land, where wind is crying
And embracing rocky crown.

I don't want to leave this country,
Where the air is a foam of waves,
Where my heart is beating as surf
And where the wind is kissing my hands.

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