My Swallow
My swallow, why do you weep today?
Has spring not yet arrived?
Has the earth not met the deserts?
Or is it because it lost its centuries-old life?
Are the leaves still dead?
Have they not yet come back to life?
And what of you, my swallow?
Have you not donned your white bridal gown?
Mysterious paths await you.
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