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photo via Pixabay

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Winter Tempers Our Souls

In the heavy burden of snow,
when pearly whiteness covers the Earth’s soul,
when jazz music curtails our hearts,
it melts the ice inside;

when mesmerizing snowflakes
flatter every leaf, every pine-needle,
when they weigh equally on bushes,
and branches and dirt,

when in an equal frequency
they disappear in the water of creeks,
rivers and seas
carrying away worries of Earth,

when its softness caresses our hair,
eyelashes and cheeks,
when our naked souls dance within its peace,
inside self a voice awakens and sings:

“We become one by softness and purity.
Even nature owns its balance of equality,
and rebirths the sense of togetherness.”

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Ermira Mitre Kokomani defines Poetry as the Harp that delivers the Music of the Soul. Her first book of poetry, Soul’s Gravity  (Graviteti I Shpirtit) in Albanian, published in Albania, delivers her soul’s music.  As a bilingual poet, Ermira feels as if both languages have merged uniquely into her identity. She has published poetry, short stories and scientific papers in both languages. Her English poetry has appeared in various international and national poetry anthologies and journals.

E-mail: [email protected]

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Listen to a 1961 recording of Ahmad Jamal playing “Snowfall”

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