Sometimes the unthinkable happens:
In the morning, wake up in the Gilded
And veries mirror and icons.
Go out shone
And, even if it did not believe,
If you absolutely would not believe
Hear angel wings švīkstam.

/ Veronika Strelerte /

the future if you look at -
Everything is in the last year.
Grandmother told me:
\'\' God is not a small child. \'\'

He stands there in the future,
He sees that the spikes in the ear.
He also sees
I am here as a little wart.

What sarūsēs to Rus -
everything going and flowing.
Where he stands,
There will be a new star.

/ Imants Ziedonis /

weak root is estimated by
And God said to me, thank you.

I bent Maris stood up,
And God said to me, thank you.

I scratch moss mushrooms,
And God said to me, thank you.

I am a bird\'s nest I appointed,
And God said to me, thank you.

And then I room discounts
And looked up into a joyous,
And God said - thank you.

/ Andrejs Eglitis /

Rejoice!

Rejoice, your dishes are finite,
Your bread is neapēdama,
Your trouble is neizraudama,
Rejoice!

Rejoice, you\'ve got the sun on the right shoulder,
Darkness on the left,
Stars swing lashes,
Rejoice!

Be amazed with the black in spite of,
Enjoy free white,
Thy palace can be dismantled only by God.

Rejoice!

/ Anna Rancane /

And while a small, brown calf
Through the end of a brown cow,
You can also manage
Something else to make.

No hope, then a vase
Spraust full flower stalks
Is this a full evening
The words speak.

Or fill in this family,
The fence and the house,
The people and the land
With something true.

When the evening gold stars
As an artist, throw ink -
You can also do
Something from a novel.

/ Imants Ziedonis /

dream dream little goblin and I\'d come to me again tiepties start - it makes up to me and so and so - one coal in the dead of night, one morning in the coal glow. - Give. But tell me - from what? - Be a poet - you shall make from scratch. Please, and then build it yet, so this morning off to a fairy comes to life we ​​have trees staltumā to us life is given by the white, so we noreibtu of sweetness. . . I ask again - but from whom? - Be a poet - you shall make from scratch. - It takes a night-black coal, coal aizkvēl mornings blush, go spruce staltumā musicians, musicians falling down the white bird-cherry, you noreibis of sweetness. . . Where is the goblin? Well, how can that be. . . Everything should start from the end. From scratch. / The German Ojars /

Tale

- The Hill mine, -
The pleasure comes and says,
By the middle vērmeļceriem
And suddenly lost the trail.
I handed one day,
Trey, trejdeviņas. . .
As a grass snake golden sword
Cast shines in the fight.
After - green copper ring,
Once given the love,
But the next day -
Scythe stainless.
This sword will be the giants,
What comes to light to fight;
But confidence in the ring
Forever beyond the sun.
As the old man
Scythe in the hands of Snake.

/ Skaidrite Kaldupe /

I am asking people:
- Where? And what will be the beginning of your happiness?
- My - Locator pleasure
Joy - the other is given below! -
Break Lyme vērmeļcerus:
- Dig! Even mine! Another mine!

bird of happiness Oh, the old, good childhood stories, Where the bird of happiness dwells in deep woods! Behind the year - how many home safe and promised - and you catch it tomorrow. If successful, then just not let go, then hold off, as far as strength is, as often happens - daily life scale with foreign arms are separated by a page. Then - hold hard! And wakes up in an old tale, And the bird of happiness can believe in hand, with the song when he settles on his shoulder, And thy whisper in my face with regard to: - Jel hold hard!. . . - I understand, I hear. / Harry Heisler /

Winds window ale,
But a moment later in the same self-Comm -
How little power, but what is still a long way to go.
This inviting blue of the mountains bends
Where a new day cock like a fire. . .
I will keep!
If you need to - my hands
Will have all the Earth\'s gravitational pull!

You\'re safe, and I am sure
The rest is retiring.
All the rest of the life of this
It goes off like a cloud.

You are. I am. Everything else
As the couple leaves from the trees.
The rest - it is temporary.
Only you are safe and I am safe.

/ Imants Ziedonis /

Be smallest
Its size,
\'d Be the greatest
Its decrease.

Be the lowest
At its height,
\'d Highest
In his zemumā.

/ Andrew Eglitis /

Himself

Acting for others, develops
The same forces negurstošā war -
And the eternal field of work will be in your power
And ever the restored strength and weapons.

But beware of the poor have long,
What, throw yourself away, happily -
SPLA to you and Sami you herd.

The same battle, helps to think of judgments and weighing,
The most you sir, the same happiness opens its doors.

/ Rainis /

Not one that can not be.
If it is - then be able to!
Although palms Sea
Exhausted,
Although the severity of land
Lifted. -
Not one that can not be.
If it is - then be able to!

/ Andrejs Eglitis /

Away once skumību Mixed dark,
Will conclude at once long for death,
Begin the faith that is life
And then will come the power and will go better.

Dark bruises sparkle stars
Eternal order moves the crowd;
Human destiny bleak waves
There is no damping spirit deities.

A short life span and turns,
Is close together - the cradle of tomb;
However, the weight of every moment,
Life is good, which is good.

Therefore skumību away, woe!
Will work, try, yet I have time;
Revise the past horrible feet,
Happiness will come back, happy to have the cheek.

/ Eduard Veidenbaum /