Every day has wings
When it flies away
it takes the hope, the joy
the pain, the sorrow
Have you ever seen
a day flying?
It's a marvelous spectacle
a wonder of the world
I watch the one leaving
while the other is coming
with its perfect wings
with all its gifts
and its curses.
Every day has wings.
A white one and a black one.
I can hear them flapping
Κάθε μέρα έχει φτερά
Όταν πετάει μακριά
παίρνει την ελπίδα, τη χαρά
τον πόνο, τη θλίψη
Έχεις δει ποτέ
μια μέρα να πετά;
Είναι ένα εξαίρετο θέαμα
ένα θαύμα του κόσμου
Βλέπω αυτή που φεύγει
ενώ η επόμενη έρχεται
με τα τέλεια φτερά της
με όλα τα δώρα της
και τις κατάρες της.
Κάθε μέρα έχει φτερά.
Ένα λευκό και ένα μαύρο.
Τα ακούω να χτυπούν
Beautifully captured is time's elusive passing in this imagery rich jewel of a poem. It's in my Favorites.
Wow ever so powerful! .. Very deep thoughts so true! .. Again ever so heart moving! .. And beautifully expressed! .. Very poetic! .. Definite 5 Stars! ..+++++
3) we do not choose, yes indeed I hear them flapping either. I am happy you wait and then choose the better wings. Our prayers will crush the bad intents, the dark days, super philosophical poem desreves 5 Stars, already said and added.A brilliant gem!
2) only you can choose, God let us free to choose, but certainly YOU will choose the best day ever! You created here a gem,5 Stars! I know as God's most intelligent servant, you will choose the better, the white days, during the dark days,
1) Absolutely Kostas, everyday has wings, like a medal with both sides, a white day and a black day, the Lord has given us itelligence of the highest order to have the ability to choose the best, like in the Grden of Eden,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yeah, I too realise this, they come and go and we say days fly. A touch of philosophy lifted the poem to new heights.10*******