Poem by Natalia Govsha
COMPREHENSION
The snow… Slowly… Flew…
Onto the sidewalk.
Sumptuously.
He breathed.
And melted –
white on black.
Luxuriously
he crossed the line
without knowing it,
but feeling –
for only a moment
with a miracle he shone,
magnificent.
And below the line,
like truth snow-white,
descended from pure sky,
he mixed with black
and disappeared
into oblivion.
©Natalia Govsha
LIVING THE DREAM 