Where have we been so long my love
In which forest we’ve been sleeping
And now we fall as leaves my dove
At the same valley of our last meeting
I lost your way, but I found mine
My dear old friends and enemies
I give my self to the love divine
As autumn turning gold appears
My dear enemy, I’ll miss your sword
It was so real, I felt the hit
From my old friends I’ll miss the word
Inside with poison, outside was sweet.
I know, someone will say at the end
We live between petals of the spring !
But I was born in that time my friend
Was it, who gave me the magic wings
So farewell, farewell you all
One day the spring’s leaves die
I hear my love divine recall
Open my wings and get to fly .
© Leonard Seiti
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