Photo via Pascalgrob.com
In a violet gleaming of Twilight,
Split by squealing of tireless Cicadas,
Gentle Glow-Flies kindle little yellow lamps
On the balancing leaves of slim Lindens.
And, transfixed to the summery Skies,
Pierced by marvelous glistening of Stars,
I am lulled with Your mellow lilting
That surmounts the softness of Silence,
Sending sadness aside from my Soul,
Filling limbs with unlimited Loving.
© Oleg Iovenko