My eyes tell always: 'I shan't! '
when people want the hunters' hunt,
yet, in their hunt I have been caught,
I kid you not.
At times I'm Arthur and Merlin,
my thoughts as swords come out and in,
Aye, with my crabbit thoughts I fought,
I kid you not.
While running on piano chord
my fingers build a better world
where children sleep in their cot,
I kid you not.
I teach a flower how to bloom,
a sun ray to avoid the gloom,
yet, people like not to be taught.
I kid you not.
A thousand years I tried to find
a blink of soul in every mind,
Yet, I cannot find what I sought,
I kid you not.
The magic words sleep in my wand
to unveil Shamrock from beyond
the rainbow to the golden pot.
I kid you not.
(Finland, February 2014)
Maria Magdalena Biela
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