Endless musical notes scatter,Coherent calls vibrate in the air.My shadow, bathed in angelic color,Leaps in violent dance-movements.
A feeling like a new shirt against the skin,Flames like summer light revive as breezes.Sunlight and fresh breeze touch my radiance,I was entwined in the pure extreme of life.
Little doors open facing the main door,New leaves awaken from the spring breeze.
You think you’ve entered a gentle kingdom, Into the sensitive soul of a woman, I will call it weakness, an utter weakness, To scribble in the pockets of a heart.…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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