Towards End of April
gentler now the winds
while colors turn vibrant
and perfumed air
tiltillates my nostrils,
arouses my senses —
I was accustomed to the comfort
of my cold dreams,
aloft in clouds
of forgetfulness,
now comes April’s light
at dawn —
beneath the infinite sky
the feeble glow of constellations
illuminates pathways
unfathomable:
winding miles to travel
before winter.
D. G. Vachal © 2025
Image by Evgeni Tcherkasski @ Unsplash
lilies, sparrows and grass 
✨💛✨marvellous — “winding miles to travel” through spring to winter, juxtaposed with the infinity of constellations. Beautiful big thoughts.
Thank you, Susan, for discovering the hidden meanings in these words! 🩷🌷💗
Beautiful!
Thank you Ellen! 🩷
Well written 💯
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