Before embarking on a ship of love,
So pure you are, naive and full of fire,
Big stormy waters eyeing with desire,
White fragile sail tying, like a dove.
Your destination is nowhere in sight,
Your soul’s engulfed in sweet and hazy craze,
Propelled upward with all your youthful might
Your whole clean self goes suddenly ablaze.
No threat can stop you, no iceberg, nor
Despair mountain, nor knowledge, nor uproar
Of crashing waves, they only add a knot.
You swim away, until your soul soars.
Will you be back? Where will your anchor be,
In which exotic land, which foreign fjord?
Whom will you take devotedly on board?
Before departing, spend some time with me.
Before Departing, Spend Some Time with Me
© Copyright: Гульнара Элрод Умарбекова, 2019
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