Inherit the wind
At the edge of the night
the crystal morning dew
embrace the morning glory
and inherit it’s cold wind
Near a leafless dead oak
I hear the beating of my heart
amidst the infinite silence
which conquers this landscape
Beyond pale green bracken
birds accompany the sunrise
and I indulge an everlasting friend
in nature taking care of me
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Reacties op dit gedicht
| Quicksilver: | Maandag, april 05, 2010 21:09 |
| Nature is a loyal friend, also mine to. So amazing writing, what a wonderful poem. So beautiful to read it Jap! Fijn dat jij weer schrijft liefs |
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| Cora (ZIJ): | Maandag, april 05, 2010 14:00 |
| You remind me a song of Simon and Garfunkel, long time ago, There''s a high wind in the trees, A cold sound in the air, And nobody ever knows when you go, And where do you start, Oh, into the dark. bright eyes with love, nice to hear from you again, alles goed met je? |
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| Indy Toma: | Maandag, april 05, 2010 13:23 |
| Nice, very nice. Well done. | |
| switi lobi: | Maandag, april 05, 2010 11:00 |
| The everlasting friend takes your hand.. so beautifull. (en zo blij je hier weer terug te vinden) Lieve groet, switi lobi |
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| windwhisper: | Maandag, april 05, 2010 10:36 |
| wonderful this poem, I love the breath of your words thanks for sharing with my regards Cobie |
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