The little stream which flows out from heart <br />the warm little drops they dropp from eyes, <br />all we want, we wish already was given to us, <br />all what straitens and tantalizes our hearts <br />will disappear, dissolve without telling a word. <br />The little stream puts together all our pains, <br />its bottom from stones will washing them and clear, <br />flows away all the soil, mess, gried and bitterness, <br />change them at a fresh, bright, luminous love drink. <br /> <br />(c) shipka<br /><br />Maria Shipka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-little-stream/
