Spring

                By Lord Julus aka Iulian Ionescu

There’s spring outside,
The birds are flying free beneath the clouds,
And still there’s winter deep inside
I feel the pain within me
Forever will abide.

I see the flowers rising
Under the rays and winds above us
And still a storm I feel is coming
Bringing sufferance
Deep it’s howling.

Will my sences ever feel
More than  logic,
More than real?
Or forever in the winter’s
Ice together will they seal?

It is spring -
My soul is dead
There’s just beauty
And I’m led
On the wings of suffering
Lonely, broken, lost and sad.

I say good bye,
To you all people
For today I know I’ll die
As my shoulder gets the wing,
Thou it’s beauty,
Still I cry,
Thou it’s spring.
I say good bye.

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