<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that magic forest, towering trees <br>Unexpectedly come forward from the haze. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the earth, roots spring from other roots, <br>Like the arms of the dwellers of burial vaults. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under the cover of the blazing autumn leaves <br>Lonesome giants, trolls, and lions used to live. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here sailors saw the tracks in golden sand <br>Left behind by a six-fingered human hand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peers of France and Arthurian valiant knights <br>Never set on this forbidden place their sights. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor the bushes ever hid a pirates’ lair, <br>Nor a hermit ever made his lodging there… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only once, they saw in a lurid tempest’s light - <br>Cat-headed woman softly stepped into the night; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doomed to wear a solid silver coronet, <br>She was lamenting and sobbing till the sunset. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No communion was given by a priest <br>When, by quiet dawn, she passed away in peace. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All this happened, all this happened in those years, <br>Which have passed without leaving any trace. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All this happened, all this happened in a realm, <br>Which would never come across your wildest dreams. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I imagined all of this by looking at <br>Fiery braids that always snake around your head, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Looking at your ever changing greenish eyes, <br>They're akin to Persian feverish turquoise. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, perhaps that forest is a soul of yours, <br>Well, perhaps that forest 's always my remorse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or perhaps, one day when we will die, <br>To this forest we will travel – you and I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikolai+Stepanovich+Gumilev">Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468958" data-title="Forest de Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev" data-description="In that magic forest, towering trees Unexpectedly come forward from the haze. Out of the earth, roots spring from other roots, Like the arms of the dwellers of burial vaults. Under the cover of the blazing autumn leaves Lonesome giants, tro..."></div> </div> </div>

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