WITH WHITE WINGS
Do not hasten,
All the same the train left...
Do not hasten,
.. All the same began the night....
Do not hasten,
All the same winter blossoms...
Do not hasten....
April sleeps still sweet at dreams...
All the same hurry up, you slowly,
With your white wings only...
09.XII.08.
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-with-wings/
