Monday, March 23, 2009

STILL TO ARRIVE

The winter,the summer,the rainy
has passed.
The flowers had blossomed
and have dried.
THe birds went to their nest
But dear,
you are still to arrive.
At the thresh'old someone
is waiting.
there is someone whose
eyes are searching
the days pass and nights come
but dear,
you are still to arrive.

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