today
Sometimes I feel
like a waterfall
between the white
blankets covering
the secrets and
mysteries of the earth.
The white would wash
away with all that water
when nature is ready to
show us the new signs of live.
Without water we are none,
with water there we are.
/wil
28FEB2004 09:23
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Thuringwethil : | Zondag, februari 29, 2004 12:15 |
| *charming... good work.. liefs irus | |
| The unreachable: | Zondag, februari 29, 2004 09:53 |
| Gelijk heb je! I totally agree! Wonderfull! Nice work! Keep it coming! | |
