A little cloud swims to the sun

by Taras Shevchenko

Ukrainian poet
A little cloud swims to the sun,
With all her crimson borders trailing,
And beckons to the sun to sleep
And covers it with rosy veiling,
Cradled in the dark blue sea,
As a mother lulls her child ...
Lovely to the eyes ... And now
It seems the heart is still,
For one little hour of rest,
With God speaks quietly ...
Like an enemy, the mist
Falls upon the sea
And the little rosy cloud,
Darkness in its wake
The grey mist rolls and billows out, 
And the silent dark
Throws its shroud upon the soul,
And you don't know where to wander,
Longing, longing for the light,
Like small children for their mother.

Published by Robin

I'm a retired journalist who still has stories to tell. This seems to be a good place to tell them.

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