Sõnale winter leiti 9 luuletust
Stillness Speaks
Stillness speaks...
It's cold and windy
Sun is silent
Up in sky
People are
In hiding mode
While birds forgetting
How to fly...
I am here
So white and warm
Wakened eyes
And open heart
Watching how
The light is born
And feeling...
We are not apart
/Mari*Uri/
All Things
All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
`T was God that made them all
Each little flower that opens
Each little bird that sings
He made their glowing colours
And made their tiny wings
The purple headed mountains
The river running by
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky
The cold wind in the winter
The pleasant summer sun
The ripe fruits in the garden
He made them every one
He gave us eyes to see them
And lips that we might tell
How great is the Almighty
How has made all things well
All things brigh .....
Please come home
My darling,
Autumn's already here,
Although summer is not over yet,
But the wind is cold and the sun is low,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
My darling,
Winter's already here,
Although autumn is not over yet,
But the snow snowdrift and the leaves are gone,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
My darling,
Spring's already here,
Although winter is not over yet,
But the apple trees are blooming and the sun shines,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
Because
I miss you
So damn much
.....
Question
We saw those berries, over-ripe and glowing,
in weak and tepid light of the October sun
persisting red as blood, in right full-growing,
without much inkling of the winter clouds to come.
And then a wind-gust brushed those heavy bunches:
and some of them burst, falling to the ground
on wilted grass, soon after, under branches
gold leaves with purple berries lay around.
And hand in hand we walked uphill together
and pushed by the capricious wind's bad weather,
eye to eye, as in anxiety, we asked:
our love's moist, joyful red in present flowering,
will life's wind carry it away, devouring,
or .....
— Marie Under
Eigth Elegy
Infinite progressions of blue gradually shade
into an Estonian childhood, my father's eyes,
the fragrant beehive of a paneled veranda
where I caught first the form of radiant windows
and my language, Finno-Ugric, not Indo-European,
a marvel of music and breathtaking brevity.
The same vowel harmonies took me later
to the labyrinthine lakes of Finland
which mirror similar constellations of the soul,
where just a transparency separates
heaven from earth, salmon leap
right through your heart, and you soon know
where the world ends and how and why.
A piece of ice tells it, so does polished glass,
b .....
Right, Freddy
Why are things the way they are?
How have we moved out so far?
Don't you miss some real intention?
Love and hope, dreams and potential?
Once a word meant all we had.
When you touched another's hand.
Or when a smile lit up your day.
Like winter moon or sun in may.
How can we still love and care?
If all we do is kill and tare.
To me that shows, we are not ready.
Is that right, my dear friend Freddy?
You're my first
You're my first hot sun,
If it is summer outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first red leaf,
If it is autumn outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first snowflake
If it is winter outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first snowdrop,
If it is spring outside,
Even if I really hate it.
Because the truth is that
I love you more than
Anything else.
night gasp
Light the night sky from the body of one of the two voolib
Evergreen dancing sensation around the navel rounds
Weekday resemble uinund clothes on a chair
This is our time and moments. Let us honor those flashback.
Eve sings of peace, prayer postures join
The silence in the middle of town. Only the heart beats the rhythm
Nakedness of the soul attachment airends winter
I was you, I sinu.Tule, I did call.
Sun rise and gently cuddle each other's feelings
A new day in the heat of love
You go every day, to work, leaving aside
Our stars in our sky. I hope they are not sets.
