The clouds roaming
In endless sky
Flickering sunbeams
Smiling primroses faces
I see there all is in light
And some mystical dark blue
Clouds-sheep conquering the
west
Where in the horizon, bathing
in orange fog
Of pastel colors, the glowing
sun yawns
Tired from the day…
As a rosy lace I see the edge of
her dress,
She is holding rose quartz
heart,
spreading her astonishing rays
holding the whole earth in her hands
(Ariel)
letting us to remember who we
are
today, now, who we`ll be
tomorrow,
her wings are spread wide from
west
to east. She holds the key to nature,
love, peace, miracles, all bears, tigers, cats,
all living
beings, all essence of the flowers.
Mysteriously our souls wander
in the world, chasing shadows
of our tired gray-blue clouds
full of tears.
n.nour * 9
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