YOUR WORD
Give me a gift – your word.
It, like a diamond,
sparkles in the routine,
catches my deafened ear.
It interrupts the stream
of consciousness,
And it plunges my mind
into the labyrinth
of parallel life,
and like an explosion,
destroying… revives…
I’ll take your treasured gift
through my ears and eyes
to my excitedly heart.
And my heart will cling
to your living word.
And your word will flow
into the drops of my blood,
and like oxygen
will bring back to life.
And I will hide your word –
the breathtaking gift
in the golden ratio
of my glowing heart, winged…
Give me a gift – your word
that will revive my world …
©Natalia Govsha
