The Sounds Of Love
The sound of love
in the silence
off the new morning
there is a sound
that goes from north
to south and all
the world around
through winters
peacefull white
all trough time
when ever we mourn
or celebrate life
as teardrops fall
in mild autums rains
and wind lifts
leaves so gently
in rainbows sky
there is nohting
more to be more
gratefull for
then feeling
the sound of love
in the tragedy
of life
in the silence
off the new morning
there is a sound
that goes from north
to south and all
the world around
through winters
peacefull white
all trough time
when ever we mourn
or celebrate life
as teardrops fall
in mild autums rains
and wind lifts
leaves so gently
in rainbows sky
there is nohting
more to be more
gratefull for
then feeling
the sound of love
in the tragedy
of life
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, augustus 11, 2007 19:31 |
| brilliantly written x! |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Vrijdag, augustus 10, 2007 13:57 |
| mooi | |
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| Auteur: Stan Rams | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: benji | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 augustus 2007 | ||
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