No matter wars or winter’s tail, no matter soil, a sandy trail, an echo of the ancient sea, while dreaming of the tree of life I see you here now. You stand no matter if I strive to rise. I bow to you and smile! :)
Autor: Daniela Marin
I cannot find a poetry of words to paint this spring’s today. I leave this to a better day or night of stars or waves of light, I leave it in my inner sight. I only wonder if today you have been visiting the skies, the trees, the lake, the breeze, in your untouchable disguise.
still light inside the foggy times still there and here still now and then still is the eye which sees your unsettling thirst for the sun
Clear sky smiling in the light… sun calling out the spring… the whiteness of the snow unveils… the shadows of your tree.
Oh, how I need this snow! (This snow) This white comprising rainbows (of all our feelings, of us all) the purifying light illuminating (the coldness of our lives) the seven steps, (the stairway to our human heaven,) this burning light (the candle of our life) inside the graciousness of heart (a burning altar of our
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