My brain…My heart…Have reached the pact:The winds of timeTo convey them together.
Troubled – as they are,To reveal them…


My brain…My heart…Have reached the pact:The winds of timeTo convey them together.
Troubled – as they are,To reveal them…
The mountain – like a giant horse. I – a rider. On the white packsaddle of the snow. With my feet in the stirrups of the foothills, With my hands in the mane of the firs. I see myself galloping…
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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