
İstanbul lale festivali, İstanbul tulip festival, Emirgan park, Hidiv kasrı, İstanbul, pentax k10d
every april, we are learning magic colors of istanbul tulips
Hymn To Life
The hair falling on your forehead
suddenly lifted.
Suddenly something stirred on the ground.
The trees are whispering
in the dark.
Your bare arms will be cold.Far off
where we can’t see,
the moon must be rising.
It hasn’t reached us yet,
slipping through the leaves
to light up your shoulder.
But I know
a wind comes up with the moon.
The trees are whispering.
Your bare arms will be cold.
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