неделя, 8 май 2022 г.

Miniatures with left hand, Dessy Tsvetkova

 The loving care

of the priceless

moment

when spring

enchanted 

all my veins

with tender...


It caresses

my pores

with the silky feather

of the wind...


A moment to remember...


Dessy Tsvetkova

08.04.22

🎇🎇🎇🎇🎇


Nominal

words

with archimajor 

value,

some crystal

thoughts

to reinforce

the volume.

Love is the spirit,

good will is 

the body.


💙💙💙💙💙


Holly wind 

is bringing 

some blessings...

The magma reborn

in the flame of Easter.

The new hope

is coming freshly,

The Lord will rise in love and peace...


05.04.22

Dessy Tsvetkova


🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊


The world goes often

in the wrong direction.

Lost lights,

grey leaders,

empty sections,

hidden horrible moves, 

victims helpless...

But the hope is always

endless...


Dessy

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥


Blooming magic thunders,

shovelling 

on the shore 

of shells...

Mesmerizing wonders,

pearls are really rare 

to dwell...


Dessy Tsvetkova

02.04.22

💦🌠💦🌠💦🌠💦


Blooming 

of the morning dew.

Shining as 

the silky velvet.

Stretching wings

for reincarnated flight.

On the other side

of the stunning view

someone is melded,

waving hands

to reunite 

with your soul kite.


Dessy Tsvetkova

28.04.22

🎆🌅🎆🌅🎆


White feather

is flying

with the ocean wave,

from the island of redemption

and purifying

to the shore of the believers cave.


The white feather flies unlimited ...

Part of the Holy Spirit,

it flies for Easter blessing ...


Dessy Tsvetkova

22.04.22

🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊

and in English


The bell ringing.

Midnight,

in front of the temple.


The square

shines

from the candles

in our hands.


It's blowing

wind

with a scent of incense.


I felt with the pores of my skin,

with the vibration of the cells ...


He is risen,

the son of God.


Dessy Tsvetkova

      🎇🎇🎇🎇🎇


Love is the cure


In vain the wind stretches out long palms,

he cannot touch the sun.

And then furious,

muddy storms uncalms,

whirlwinds over questions he turns...

The rain is coming,

to quench his anger,

to cover it all with purifying water.

Finally comes the perfect rainbow,

and the wind falls in love with her ...

silence in the quarter...


Dessy Tsvetkova, Bulgaria



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