Meral Meri , A Winter's Tale

 

I fell in love with a man on a cold winter day.

I fell in love with the snowflakes running around the gardens.

My life was like an ant and a butterfly.

I loved sunsets and the silence of the night.

I have an honest heart.

I liked to take care of the land, but not as much as a farmer.

My heart has always felt like it belonged far away.

My soul was chasing the darkness.

I loved the endless rains.

But most of all I like to walk in the winter gardens.

I love anything as sacred as falling in love.

I'm one of those rare people who appreciate living as if I'm going to die someday.

I am a person who proceeds with an ordinary and pure heart.

I am a woman who belongs to silence, far from screams, always trusting in love.

Meral Meri , A Winter's Tale

Meral Meri - The Truth of Love

 There was something that the woman could not tell against the sun.

That's why she could only tell everything to the moonlight.

In the rustle of poplars, in the glow of the river, in the splendor of the wind, she thought of the willow trees.

And she heard the voice of the fir tree: "Love is a light too great to be one.

Some can see it, the majority choose to kill it. I know, those whose love is great; embraces the moonlight, not the sun."

The woman nodded yes, and the wind whistled through the branches of the fir tree and drove away.

Love should be smooth, and it should be able to hear voices other than its own.

Meral Meri - The Truth of Love