The crowd flows slowly, clatters on the square.
Thousands of lights entice into the dusk.
Sweet Christmas scents are all around the air.
Enchanting moment comes and holds me up.
Still-flakes embrace and gently lead me on.
And long ago forgotten thoughts awake.
The voice of bell echoes deep in my soul.
I walk along a road I've left away.
And long ago forgotten thoughts awake.
The voice of bell echoes deep in my soul.
I walk along a road I've left away.
The past knocks on the worn stones of the floor.
Old creaking benches whisper in my ear.
Musing on wonders I just stand alone,
And wish this lovely faith won't disappear.
Old creaking benches whisper in my ear.
Musing on wonders I just stand alone,
And wish this lovely faith won't disappear.
The child who dreams forever endless tale...
I lost her but she will find me today.
Karácsonyi szonett
Zsibongva, lassan áradó tömeg,
S ezernyi fény az alkonyatba csábít.
Fahéjas édes illat ott lebeg
A fák alatt, s a pillanat megállít.
A csönd fehér pihékkel átkarol,
Egy észrevétlen gondolat felébred,
Harang szavára szíved úgy dobol,
S rég elhagyott utakra visz ma lépted.
A Múlt kopog kopott kövek során,
Az ócska pad remegve megnyikordul.
A lelked elmereng a bús csodán,
És tiszta szép hitet zokogva koldul.
Ma újra rád talál az elveszett,
Örök meséket álmodó gyerek.
Christmas lights in Pécs
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A wonderful poem and lovely photos!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!
Thank you very much! Merry Christmas, dear Sara!
DeleteWishing you and yours a very happy new year 2017! ♥
ReplyDeleteWow !
ReplyDeletebeautiful poem that describes amazingly the loveliness of that evening dear friend!
Have a very Happy new year
Beautiful evening shots.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jim!
DeleteVery nice reflections on the season. We have put our lights in front of our home, and we are occupied with choir practice for the great celebration!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Merry Christmas to you!
DeleteAll your photos are wonderful but that first one is like a dream
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Carol!
DeleteBeautiful photography, and I like the poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Have a lovely weekend!
DeleteFound this rather emotional - so thanks so much for touching my soul with this - beautifully felt writing
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for your kind words, Scott!
DeleteBeautiful scenes in your poem and photographs, Edit. I love the appeal to the senses in the crowd clattering on the square and the Christmas scents, and the lines:
ReplyDelete‘The past knocks on the worn stones of the floor.
Old creaking benches whisper in my ear’.
Thank you very much, dear Kim!
DeleteNice line: "The past knocks on the worn stones of the floor." One can hear the past as one walks.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Frank!
DeleteWhat a wonderful sonnet.. the season and it's purpose.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Björn!
DeleteThe whole poem with its meaningful ending lines are a gem to read tonight. Wishing you a blessed and magical holiday season.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, dear Grace! I wish you a wonderful holiday season too.
DeleteAnother wonderful poem, Edit. I hope that you are having a lovely holiday season.
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Thank you, dear Amalia! Big hugs to you! ♡
DeleteBeautiful, Merry Christmas, dear Edit💖🎄✨
ReplyDeleteHugs, Ida
Thank you, dear Ida! Merry Christmas to you too! 🎄
DeleteHugs!
So beautiful and interesting. Merry Christmas, dear Edit!
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Sara! Merry Christmas! ♥
DeleteHow beautiful your photos are, Edit! And what a lovely poem! HAPPY NEW YEAR, my dear friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, dear Mia! Happy New Year to you too!
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