Pisi Pisi -a poem for the awaited place-

Pisi Pisi

If my life blossomed 

I would be a plum tree

Would you surround me?

If you asked me which way to go

"i could be anywhere I can dance"

Follow the cats

They know the way

Use your lips and whistle “pisi pisi”

Do not plan to find me

Take the ride on a dream

Think of an idyllic place

Birds will take you

To where the daisies are poems for the eyes

And you are

The wind that lifts me up

Come

Let’s shine

I want to fly high on love

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