I wrapped in heart

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Simona Prilogan

29th Mar 2023

I wrapped in heart the golden thoughts
Uprooted from my mother race,
The smiles, the sorrows of bonds’ knots,
From a togetherness’ embrace.
I celebrate their grounded seeds
With love empowering the light,
Carving by grace compassion deeds
Through my whole space, so pure, so bright.

I wrapped in heart the childhood’s song
With whispers of the rivers’ streams,
The psalms of dawns, the mother tongue,
The forest’s tunes through sunny beams.
I celebrate their feeding force
Calming my stride in stormy days,
A blessed offset in my grey course,
Holding strong stems through misty haze.

I wrapped in heart sweet remembrance
From sagas shaping my dreamland
With heroes greeting resemblance
From my beloved, sacred homeland.
I celebrate the roots I hold,
Deep, firm, ancestral, native depths,
Away from home, paths to remould,
Carrying with me their branches’ strengths.

4 responses to “I wrapped in heart”

Jonathan Caswell

2nd Jul 2023

Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
HEARTY APPLAUSE!

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1. Simona Prilogan
  
  2nd Jul 2023
  
  Thank you so much, Jonathan!
  
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  1. Jonathan Caswell
    
    2nd Jul 2023
    
    you are welcome, Simona!
    
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I’m Simona

One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.