Fighting bravely

 

When yellow sun

is slowly getting down

God’s power burns.

And that’s the way it is.

         It doesn’t matter for the world

         Whether you are here or not;

         It doesn’t matter for the sun

For whom it’s getting up and down.

         But still we’re following the way

By fighting bravely each new day.

And each of us has his own path,

That goes each day and never ends.

God sends us light – we are to keep

The warmth of hearts that lies so deep…

Still feels like beauty is my doom;

This feeling makes one’s soul to bloom,

To fly and run, to go and fight,

To hear the rain, to see the light.

                                                                                                                     Natalya Mykhayliv

                                                                                                                                                             27/02/2022