Theme: Love

The Old Hidden Trail

by Dr. Eftichia Kapardeli
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From the tips of your fingers
light passes
the first breath of dawn
The immaculate cleanliness
Dream as if the soul goes

~*~

Deep-shaded streets start
Joined your youth crossroads
water running from a broken pitcher
your voice, deeply hurt

~*~

He dropped continuously
voices in the street
...

the blurred edges ...
longing to a second
youth my body
I just love wearing
and my desire to ...
mystical fire of passion
be delivered

Colors youth warm the body
caress her neck lips
silver combs, red
like scarfs
took you my heart, my shout
the notes come alive
hiding in the house
and the sun still rises
the body wakes with
the soul
A drop of the Sun
straight in the winter
second youth dripping

Flowers grew in those
strange sculptures
abyss of time
the stone buildings of youth
silently carved into the twilight
of the given memory
and old Egli

ancient memories
where Sky
connected to the Earth
show me
The old hidden path
 

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27-Sep-2012

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