The sprouted meanings give essential sign
like apple harvest ripened full of magic,
will spill into my heart, dissolving murk
from foam of days, inspired by spring so tragic…
When strings of soul are so lovely tuned
With gentle breath of lyres in excitement,
It now seems reflecting worldly fjord,
or thrill of feelings never seeming frightened.
In April haze I recognize hollow,
where happy lines are brought to life by magic
And once again I cross then the threshold,
where, like a guest, I am warmed up by melos,
Through fog and rustle exciting of the rains
I'll grasp the sense with soul by love affected
And rhythm of heart becomes so close to me,
By angel's wing are we from now protected.
So parallels of basic laws of life
through clatter of the wheels in railway carriage,
We feel like treasure trove full of delights
at lifetime crossroads with so heavy baggage.
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Author:
cellinic (
Offline) - Published: November 23rd, 2024 00:18
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Beautiful
Beautiful
an interesting visit and a rewarding pause whilst here 👍
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