The words of the sun and the full text of two poems by birch

The words of the sun

Open your window.

Open your boarding gate.

Let me in, let me in.

Go to your cabin.

I brought a bunch of golden flowers.

I carry the fragrance of the forest.

I bring light and warmth.

I'm covered in dew.

Get up, get up.

Lift your head from the pillow.

Open your eyelashes.

Let your eyes see my coming.

Let your hearts be like cabins.

Open their long-closed windows.

Let me put the bouquet, the fragrance, the lights,

Warmth and dew fill the space of your hearts.

white birch

There is a birch tree.

As if covered with silver frost,

Put a snowflake on it.

Furry branches,

The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.

Strings of flowers are in full bloom,

White tassels are picturesque.

In the dim silence,

Yuli this birch tree,

In the flashing golden light,

Shining with brilliant snowflakes.

Birch trees wander around.

Sunset,

It sent branches covered with snow,

Another layer of silver brilliance.