WINTER BLOSSOM
Fill my soul with the sweetest secretion of blossoms,
Waiting for him and the life circle rotates half.
Withering leaves and leprous stem, harden the thoughts.
May this winter be the period of decay ?
Never , the winter solstice rises with rays of promise
Blooming and spreading fragrance, time-proven
As a charioteer, he reaches my garden,
Sucks the nectar until all that is within has extracted.
Oh;he is being with the reach of other seasons.
Wanders to make an infusion with new blossoms;
Keeping me away, letting me travel alone
And, a part of me will always be waiting for the winter blossom.
