Wind nobody will interferes,
playing dance of leaves,
birds of a talker speeches,
to rejoice the forest and flowers.
Comes true the nature its beauties-
why can not our destingy dreams?
Looks after the solar storm thrill,
and afters the winter,spring revives,
anly dead branches,leaves and burl
and never ending nature raises.
Why the destingy balks us and looks,
and all desired dreams always beats?...
/"Desired occurrence"-Lawyer N.Georgieva/