*wunjō Wrinkles under my eyes — the waves in chiaroscuro mist | космічна різьба.
*wunjō
Wrinkles under my eyes — the waves in chiaroscuro misty memories of the ancient winds; let them whistle in ravines akin to playful children, let them plow the pathways for the newborn rivers.
I am overflowing with laughter in an unstoppable flood, my teardrops are falling like a vivifying rain; the quiet on my face — an omen of unrest, like a barren desert of abandoned homes.
