ANNA
ZAPALSKA
A GOLDEN FRUIT
In the rays of rainbow
Summer blossoms brilliantly
With a range of warmest colours,...
Wrapped in a wind of sweet scents.
In the sun-warmed noon
Long grasses sway slowly
Like a dreams within cumuli clouds
And lazy cats upon the summer breeze.
Here are the birds' voices,
A sap of fresh raspberries
bloods the fingers sweetly,
Here is hope-sun, the golden fruit of sky.
ANNA ZAPALSKA
In the rays of rainbow
Summer blossoms brilliantly
With a range of warmest colours,...
Wrapped in a wind of sweet scents.
In the sun-warmed noon
Long grasses sway slowly
Like a dreams within cumuli clouds
And lazy cats upon the summer breeze.
Here are the birds' voices,
A sap of fresh raspberries
bloods the fingers sweetly,
Here is hope-sun, the golden fruit of sky.
ANNA ZAPALSKA
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