Stars beam above me
thousands of blessings,
my fragile hopes,
pour down as silver rain on me.
I catch them fast with joy,
before the sun claws the horizon
and turns them all into ashes.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
2 responses to “Blessings”
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Ahhh, I always say this, but you share the best images! I also love the poem. <3
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Thank you, Stephanie. I’m happy you liked it 🤗🙏❤️
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