Motion of Glow
written by: Tamar Gvelesiani
@Tako165
Autumn has come
That motion of glow,
Trees of silence,
Mansards that blow.
Walkers on colored pavement,
Toes.
Mothers still whisper:
“Children will blow.”
As autumn comes
Leaves rattle slow,
Seeing us together
Like cosmic blow.
Humans on earth –
That priceless show,
Wishing to grow up,
But still walk alone.
We are children of grief and sorrow
Covered with leaves of red and yellow,
Turning from pale to vivid fields,
Till the Sun covers our wounds,
We freeze.
Tamar Gvelesiani comes from Tbilisi, Georgia. By profession she is a doctor and art historian. Tamar has graduated from Tbilisi State Medical University, faculty of Medicine and from Ivane Javakhishvili Tbilisi State University (TSU), Faculty of Humanities, Art History and Theory (BA). At the time she is a PhD student in the field of cardiac surgery at Tbilisi State University.
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