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Running.You are the horse of my destiny.A big sparkle on the moon.On your saddle a star from those seven stars
Among the cliffs I shake disheveled ,thinking Greeting loneliness ,tasting the white stones Sometimes used to be the rest of an imperfect equation Trying to bypass infinity alongside other palms And hide the rising with the eye of a hoof Running again.The horse of my destiny's dressed now in white butterflies He catches impossible dreams ,raising In his nostrils love and the steam of the unwritten poems Wandering ,oh Lord,the sound of a grey Wednesday My wild horse throws the star into the sea He walks like a shadow on the waves A foreign brain refuses the order .Through the sand-the last agreement Kneeling,his tresses shining in the moonlight Starts praying What's left now from a tear ,the wet snout of destiny Turns his head just as a time sparkle in the nothingness of summer A whimper of white dresses the eternity Ileana Popescu Bâldea (translated into english by OLiver Klauss)
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