Marin.mihalache - creaţii proprii
- Cireșii de Lumină
Credem în cer, numai credința știe
Că sus la El-i prinos de bucurie.
Când ne deschide la zenit fereastră
- Aprilie
Iarăși înflorește în mine magnolia
Aprilie se primenește în odăjdii de in
Se găteşte-n oglinzi de smarald ulmifolia
Cerului albastru, luminos şi senin.
- Praises
Unapproachable Light
Starry endless night
Incomprehensible Logos
Spirit is moving depths
- The Squatter
God sighs in me.
I have the feeling
He has moved there
Like a squatter
- Broken Wings
One day a bird has lost
Her wings in the sky
And that bird is now
Even I here alone
- The Mount Athos
Once upon the time,
Athos threw a colossal rock
Against Poseidon and the stone
Dropped into the Aegean Sea
- The Martyrs
Each morning has found them
Shouting at the roof top
Beyond the mighty walls
Wardens of sacred sepulchers.
- The Cage
Early each morning
The blue dome above
Heavenly cathedral
Opens its stained-glass
- My Mother's Dream
When it was to be born
An angel was eagerly
Waiting for me
In the mist of autumn
- Bach
Finally, I am enlightened
I eavesdropped to Bach.
Clearance in the woods

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