Its spring in World

It s spring in World A worker with а triumph On bicycle renews that way, Through Humps and holes while chills from any riots, He goes aside a murky velvet plane, with ripple And scales the seared slime from skin away, Beneath enormous pool Of vivid reddish But what s a nature Stark for any ages A light of acting string of hustling Or lucid splash, A seed of soul in straying mankind, Can t help to find Forever native 20170811, Friday, Vasily Demin aka filosoff