the thimble

The Thimble
(Tranlated poem)

So brilliant
the thimble is
when caught
in the glare
of sunrays,
shines as
a bright star
on the sky

Much benefit
it receives
from
the alchemist,
who spins metal
till it snugly
fits
a golden dream.

A thimble’s
a tiny helmet,
made of hopes,
protects a
lady’s finger
from the sting
of irate needles

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