A Bath Of Love
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Marieta Maglas
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Freshly mown hay
And lawn before mowing,
Cuneiform signs
Freshly carved in stone,
Words still unbroken,
Bumping into each other,
Clouds full of rain,
Kissed sighs,
Bath, water of love,
Children again,
Breast milk still,
Sun and moon
Falling into
Ignorance,
The water of life flowing
Among the rough stones,
Honey in a broken hive,
Crystal slope angle
Painfully digging into
Cuneiform signs,
A need to come into being.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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