Even So, a poem by Tamar Gvelesiani at Spillwords.com
Alexander Krivitskiy

Even So

Even So

written by: Tamar Gvelesiani



And winds blow
Winds slow,
They come and
Still go.
Even so.

Fair blows
And I see a steady flow
Of hopes I follow.

And steps come and
Steps go.
Still, river flows in me
As follows.

Winds fast, winds rush
As autumn comes,
And leaves start
To rattle at once.

Tunes and whistles
Of windy blows,
I could not hear,
I never hold.

And I go
As wind follows me,
Like being her dream.

Still I go,
As I haven’t found
A way out.

And I become deaf,
I am six feet deep,
I freeze.
And winds blow
Hopes I followed.

Even so,
I never know
Where winds go,
Where I blow.

Still even so,
I never follow
Winds of spring,
Winds of hopes,
How they come and
Where they go.

Even so,
I still hear tunes
As wind slows.

Still even so,
I feel the symphony
Of windy blows.

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