From the
CHRONS & MAXIMS

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How leaves are falling off from golden sun!..
The Elven child sits on the autumn hill
and watches he how far above the forests,
comparable almost with star in shining,
the airplane is heading to the West.
And merry Elf is playing with himself
pretending he's a Man and he is mortal,
and he is flying in that steel machine,
and sees below him Valinor the Fair
He listens to the forests' finery rustling,
observes the hill from up behind his shoulder,
and sees the falling of the golden leaves,
so sacred for each little child of Elven.

January, 12, 1993

© Katy J. Trend, 1993

Epigraph to the concert on 'Rock against Winter-93' festival and also Concert in Alekseyevskaya in Moscow, if I'm not mistaken. Those were great shows of ours, believe me.