I've reached the top of the mountain .
So rough was the road ,I stumbled
several time on the other side of life .
Now I contemplate the harmonious plain
and the dawn will break over the peaceful temple,
the enigmatic smile of the monk accompany me...
Away from the hustle and bustle
and all the vanities of ephemeral hours ,
senseless parody of sentiments
stuck in the continent of the moment...
How sweet the path to a short infinity seems
where cool waterfalls sooth the soul
and the aroma of wild flowers rest the mind
on the next side of life ...
To conquer the summit ,I lowered my gaze
on the remains of so many illusions ...
Under the wise and cold stars ,I'm going
to spend my last day as a dreamer free of its chains...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
“Nowhere is there such sparkle, such spiritual intensity, as among these precious snows”.
Thank you dear .sensitive comment as usual .
Beautiful natural images in a metaphor about life. Lovely
Thank you Sorren .
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