In the heart of Russia’s vast expanse, where snow-kissed pines dance,
A tale of life unfolds in this ancient land.
Beneath the sky, where northern lights enhance,
Our souls find rhythm, in every strand.
The river whispers secrets to the willow tree,
Underneath the moon’s soft silver sheen.
Starry eyes reflecting history,
In every frost-kissed scene.
Babushkas knit warmth with thread of tale,
As hearths glow ‘neath the winter’s spell.
The village dozes, in the night’s soft veil,
Awaiting spring’s awakening bell.
In this land of ancient lore and deep delight,
Beneath the cosmos’ vast, cold dome,
Here lies a peace that soothes the soul’s plight,
A chastushka sung in endless home.
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Hello! I’m Poetic Musings , a poet with a passion for crafting new verses daily. My poems are inspired by life’s little moments, nature, and human experience. Join me on this poetic journey as I share a new short poem each day.
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