The melted sunlight
of my first spring,
that feeling is of a blooming tulip.
I'm on a broken road
with my ragged sandals,
But I am not in grief .
Because my feelings haven't died,
not in the scorching summer,
for me there's a inviolable spring !
with melted sunlight,
with evergreen riverbank,
And I am on my journey to get something!
©sany
S