My Sister Lena

MY SISTER LENA Cold Don water floods my mouth And people laugh oblivious. My young life is lost, But as cold arms clutch me, My sweet finder-sister Challenges the flow – Lena. The nightmare’s black fingers choke Me, alone in the terrifying dacha, Stars calmly unblinking at my panic. My ordeal ends in your arms, My sister - pulling at my frock, my hand : Lena pulling me from the black depth, Out of the cold, my soul saviour. Lena flows on forever - * Siberian life-mother - Nothing is really gone. Oh! Do not leave without me: Let our lives flow together Wherever they may. *~~~~~~The River Lena is one of the longest in Siberia