You came one day in fall
in a rush and in the dark
and you stayed for a little while
you moved things around
you took, you gave
and move on you went
you still around sometimes
soft some days,
wild or fresh,
I don't see you
per say, but I perceive you
be well, dear wind,
be fine, be you...
play around with the clouds
and the birds
refresh the day
and if you ever feel like it,
stay...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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