Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
The Uniqueness Lies In Itself
In every corner of the world, there’re wise voices echoing, but except for the stars, the world never seems to pay attention…
Some life’s stranded in jungle of desire,
Oh so alone,
In a corner of isolation,
Dreaming solitary dreams.
Rare words paint the scene,
Echoing amidst the stillness,
The most distant voice revealed.
With a heart grown calm,
In a land of solitude,
Hunting for elusive souls.
Yet, amidst them,
Remain adrift in this solitary world,
The most distant companionship to be found.
At this juncture,
Doubt never crept in,
Though the disdain is icy.
But mustn’t forget,
In the depths of solitude forever,
Reside countless indifferent souls.
The loneliest tree stands before them,
The remotest smile they can conjure,
A trembling paintbrush in field,
Capturing that confused moment,
Only to meet the gaze of coldest eyes.
Upon the dampened earth,
Where persistence lingers in helplessness,
Anticipation of spring fills the air,
As passion stirs in the most distant places.
Oh,
The warmth fades away,
Lost in the midnight haze.
Left with no choice but to dwell,
In the realm of the lonely,
Softly counting the most distant stars.
