Poem
The Round of Seeds
Alexander Androv
Translated from the Bulgarian · Кръговрат на семената
He will find a lovely forest.
Leafed out, grown lovelier.
He will scatter seeds in it.
He will water them with patience.
In the rustle of autumn colours
he will swaddle them in leaves.
Above them he will sleep through winter
and wait for spring.
He will wake in a forest in spring.
He will reach into his pocket
to warm his hands
and find seeds.