Poetry - Martina Danielova

Words confuse the story

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Panta Rhei

I was searching for a stream
in my woods of childhood dream
times has turned
and landscape too

"all flows in the wind of change"

is God the one to blame?
We will never be the same.
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