TOTH ARPAD

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Forest’s Xilophone

In a space where snowflakes rule

Peaks are covered in snow

That falls from the sky

As in a faerie tale

Slow and dense snowfall

Over the green forest

Even the silence falls asleep

In the soft arms of the moss

A stream run

Waters whisper in a meditation

Beside the white rocks

That contemplate the silence

Across the valley,in the glade

Over the enchanting landscape

In the silence of the morning,

It’s snowing, it’s snowing!

A loud crack in the woods,

It’s echo is floating above

The white and grey chests

Till it finds it’s hidden place.

The time is passing, new cracks come

The noise is breaking the silence

The spruces here have their beloved fate

Of freedom in the wind

Everything looks like a symphony

In the ruthless winter frost

The xilophone in its harmony

Breaks the silence yet again!

The snow is falling slowly

Down from the bent unchanging leaves

To the ground, to make some noise

But Nature keeps her silence!

Flower Of Woodlands

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O flower of Woodlands

You rise and bloom all free again

Out of the old spruce shadows

In the joyous song of birds.

This whistling chorus

Gathered under the shinning stars

Stays under the wet thicket boughs

Performing among the dewdrops.

A small creek in the twilight

Carries its sweet waters

Out of the crystal-clear spring

Beneath the smooth pebble.

Two little fawns are drinking water

In the serene nightfall

Their mother is watching them

Her eyes are seeking the horizon.

A great red stag on the cliff

Is guarding the blue of evening

Mighty antlers pointing the sky

In the soft breeze of the west heights.

Wandering Over

The Years Under The Mantle Of Time

I hear the forests calling, on the mighty range

My heart is beating faster, I dare to be brave

Our beloved mother Nature takes us in her heart

But I must live a city life, that’s my only fate!

The gusts of wind are soaring amidst the smell of pine

Across the autumn’s falling leaves

I am walking over the bucks’ track in my boots

I discover the nature, so as to enjoy!

The saplings are trembling in the fringes,

It looks like a dance of nature and a chorus song

Leaves whisper on the forest’s strings

Are all memories and smiles scattered in my mind.

My uniform and the wood’s green

Stand against the evil times and their sharp axes

They support and rebuilt the hope of a lifetime

And stay together under the sun or moon.

I see the Divine in everything,

I live under His rules, He makes my way

I seize the nostalgia of my past

Looking to the deers’ tender leaps.

What’s missing from my life?

Only life’s struggle and its prickly thorns!

For every man who’s serving the Lord’s Green Empire

Must live his life in smiles and sighs!

Look To The

Blossoming Flowers

Look to the blossoming flowers

They bathe in the shapes and colours

Blessing for the eye of the beholder.

Feel their smooth fragrances

They’ll make your day

Just without to know it.

See how they display their candour,

Anytime, even in the sunset

The flowers can teach you about love

Deep inside your heart, you may seek

And protect the inner flowers.

Then offer it to the Divine.

He loves you, He knows your own failures!

TRANSLATED BY DRAGOŞ BARBU

TOTH ARPAD