After the 21st winterA Poem by black.butterflyfor a year that starts anew
After 21th winter Through her eyes, that had shed rivers, pain and flesh became intertwined. Now, her heart bursts and shivers, for a fate it has been assigned. Now, time has elapsed and the rivers have dried out. The heaviness in her heart collapsed, so there is nothing to stir about. A year where sun and clouds never meet; it is the heart of a sky that never glooms. Once more the pulses of hope beat and a thornless red rose blooms. © 2010 black.butterflyAuthor's Note
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