If you rejoice, <br />why melancholy eyes shine. <br /> If you miss, <br />why your voice the major sounds? <br /> poplar lonely: <br />You rustle with green wings, <br /> you rustle lunar at night, <br /> And the fine dream <br /> will dream you - <br />wavy an arable land.... <br /> Walk under a rainbow …<br /><br />Tsira Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dream-of-a-lonely-poplar/
