Lawrence Szabo: Prayer for the Children Trees, stars, animals and stones love my children. If you were far from me, during so far you have been entrusted their fate. You were always good to me, Love them when I die. Winter, spring, summer, autumn, rivers, groves, love my children. You, sandy, rocky, paved road, lead the smart girl, the boy. Kiss it for me, wind, their faces grass, stone, fly pillow under their heads. Supply them with fruit, apple tree, Teach them starry night. Teach, melengesd you, dear sun smuggling gold hidden pockets. And you both live and dead material, teach them, clouds, eagles, Lightning flashes, good ants, small snails, watch out for them, a huge world. Man is evil, I do not trust him, But fire, water, sky and land right relatives. True relative, I turn to you, fire, water, sky and earth Ill be when I die; Fire, water, earth and sky and all the gods: love who I love. Irma Dobi
Posted on: Tue, 16 Sep 2014 22:52:17 +0000