So this is why the rain has floode… The sky knew I wouldn’t have enou… So it cried for me. It wept for me, Muting

Claws of the night are long, And terrors of darkness have eyes, Winds of the storm had blown Starling nest from its branch. Two orphan younglings left

Every time I want to talk to you I lose all the words... But do we really need them? ©Olga Gavrilovskiy 2013

How will I know you, There, In that distant and alien world? She asked. Two specks of bright light,

Slender branches bathed in sunligh… Arms reach for the skies. Carefree flutter of wings Gather around my offering, Seeds of songs in the palms

Pale turquoise-gray sea Lamenting departure that happened… Pale-gray sadness of sky Can’t stop its monotonous song Echoed in the void

Gentle hands tend, mend, mind. Smooth, seamless movements, As she goes around her little worl… It’s dark outside, But she is safe

Her life was not a poem But the nails that hold a house to… Her young years are shrouded in my… There are no old faded photographs Of a young beautiful face,

Winter Solstice Morning. The first timid rays of sun light Slide along the window, Illuminating the intricate frozen… Grandfather Frost has painted

A star that fell (A speck of light that heavens didn’t care to hold on to any long… Rejected fury, Unnoticed in her flight

Softly, as a petal from a dogwood… Alights upon calm pond waters, My fingers land upon your skin And set alight your soul. Gently, as a midday cooling breeze

We are comrades tried by fire, Closest of allies, Side by side, Back to back, Minefields and air rades.

The world is tumbling... A child’s plaything Down a bottomless stairwell. Broken pieces In all directions fall

Monotonous thunder Of metal on metal At the speed of Great Transsiberi… Reverberates in my eardrums. Thousands upon thousands

The storm has passed, I am still standing, My ship still in one piece. She’s gone with me Through so many trials.