I'm waiting for the spring, it treats my soul,
It's like the balsam for my tired brains,
Reminds of desert blossom after rains.
I'm waiting for the spring, the cleaning tenderness source  
That will awake all hidden dreams
By ringing voices of the springs.
I'm waiting for the spring when land, warmed by sunrays,
Endows the world with flower glades
And trembling wait for summer days.
I'm waiting...

lesya Stebyal'ska

     March 1999


1991/Canvas, oil/110140.

Author's property.

Note: Sretenye (Meeting) was the ancient slavonic holiday - selebration of the moment when the Winter meets with the coming Spring. Later it became the church holiday.
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