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  • Eduardo Rodriguez Calzado the trail winds through a spiral


    The trail winds in a spiral
    Lies a fragile light on the hands
    Night gathers sounds from the field
    And keeps it in the glass till morning
    And in the morning, before the big light,
    To night scenes adds
    Flour cracked silt,
    Lunar sonnets
    Wrapped his shoulders in a dream, leaves
    On the first beam with a basket
    Various subtle aromas
    In their spacious penates,
    In its foggy elements
    From the stage - holograms
    And smiling to the world, gives
    Evening taste of daylight

    Natalia Glazunova-Moiseeva



    The immensity of gold flows from the sky,
    Sating the flowers of fragile tenderness with light
    Multidimensional worlds infinity of patterns
    We are brought with fogs distant winds
    Behind the high walls is a secret word,
    And in the lost memory - dark holes
    The look of heaven on the water is repeated again
    Sometimes in heavy rain it gets damp
    Weightless looks in the mirrors of the corridors
    Leave time stellar signs
    And a few openings and a little space
    Those who went out to the Fire,
    Who lit the heart Torch

    Natalia Glazunova-Moiseeva






    Tree of Life

    Behind the corridors
    In the mirrors of hollow black
    Labyrinths ... prisms ... caches ...
    Game of life in a dreamy world
    Uselessness of the bottomless
    Deep and weightless
    In this black mirror
    The world is lost our real ...
    But how real it is
    God knows,
    Keeping secrets ...
    In chromosomes of DNA



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