In spring when everything alive
and nature call to me of peace.
Nature call to me in every
breeze and silence.
God speaks
in nature.*

Тадеус

Winter shall remain
for a while yet.
Then daffodils and crocus
will awake.
All around shall be
evidence of life again.*

Тадеус

Buried in feet of snow,
one storm after another one
more snow yesterday
and looks like
more still
coming.
Hopefully
I will feel less
depressed from
so many grey days.
So cold. Some much snow.
Just let it bury me.*

Тадеус

Frozen breath
making ringlet of cloud
from wind chapped lips
and disappear without
a trace. I am like
that exhaled
breath, I
fade.*

Тадеус

Ндеясь на мира
В мире ненависти
Я буду продолжать молиться.

Тадеус

Snow change dull brown meadow
into a white lacy gown,
glistening with sequins and rhinestone.
Enchanting meadow now bridal white
breathtaking bride—a sight to see
winters kiss and snowy robe.
Touch of romance of season
cold but still warm embrace.

*Тадеус

Snow falling to the ground
so cold, the temperatures are,
but warm inside home aglow
from fireplace I am near.*

Тадеус