And...Up Only When You Live Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
And...Up Only When You Live
every death is
a new grave,
with digging the hole in ground
which it will be
necessary to fill, absolutely.
because only down a place will be.
we can fly up in dreams, and dreams.
or by aeroplane, by balloon,
under the condition
that we live, and we are doing well.
It can be differently,
when on the road we meet
our Angel...
Friday, October 23, 2009
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