A solitary palm
       At a solitary sea ,
       Waiting for a soul - mate ,
       Solitary one ....

            I can feel its yearning ,
            I can feel its cry ,
            Yet my heart says : "' No ! ""

                ... tears like a stream
                       rolling down my cheek-bones ;
                          ... hesitating steps ....
                                 ... aspen- trembling lips ....

                    Yet my heart says : ""No ! ''

   12.02.''14
  / S. Grasmane /