Childhood spell

Each and every single day

I get out…in the savage drum of green

…I carry my enthusiasm in.

The way you hide, my dear landscape,

like a thunder before the clouds

Reminds me of childhood games,

Playful energy

of tormented kids

and eclectic flames.

Flowers offered in sunlight,

Orchards despaired above rain

We were both children

My dear Nature,

Hidden under the blankets of pain.

Laughter and journeys

We experienced on the edge

Of insanity and dreams

Just like fools lost in old branch.

As romantic lovers` fairy-tale

Playing around the sun

and the stars at night

Absorbing the letters of joy and freedom

In each and every single cell

That formed our wonderful childhood spell.

©LiterAnART@Nature 2015 International Literary Anthology – see@



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