A poem entailing heavy sentiments "Moment of Elevation" written by Ukranian-based writer and Fashion Arts enthusiast Olga Korovina
Beyond
The cold air
swirls between my fingers,
fallen petals spilling over like waves.
fallen petals spilling over like waves.
Rays of light
pouring through the cracks,
casting hues of gold and shimmery gray.
casting hues of gold and shimmery gray.
I feel the
gloomy cold enveloping my soul.
And I'm beyond.
Beyond that
sphere,
Beyond the
ether...
My soul is
floating tenderly and carefree
through the boundless space, like a gull,
through the boundless space, like a gull,
Who soars up
towards the serene obscurity,
Soaking in the
rays of brilliant, silvery sunshine...
I let this limpid, celestial air, push and pull me like an autumn leaf,
Saturated with golden nectar.
The cold air swirls at my feet, fallen petals fly up, whirling, whirling.
And I'm beyond...
...Elevation.
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| "Urban Sapphire" acrylic on canvas BY OLGA KOROVINA |
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