Bridge · Faith

Trip

You take the tram
to a well known destination,
but you end up in a timeless space,
where all the houses
are covered in strawberries.

There’s a sense of peace
in everything,
that words can’t paint,
and photos can’t capture,
the memory of a lost dream,
long ago forgotten.

Alas, you can’t stay
but for a moment,
though you know you will return
someday,
to dwell forever
in honey and laughter.

Romanian version

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