Harmony is a poem about a feeling of harmony experienced on a spring day...
I was walking easily and stopped,
touched by the beauty of a valley,
as if there had been longing.
I silently entered the temple
and felt heaven's peace in the wind's
humming and gurgle of water.
And I became a part of the happiness.
I said to myself: "Here, I've been before,
here, I was born and will come again."
The treetops are high above us,
and, in us, desire and passion...
And later, with care, we'll see the beauty of
us, in a hug, and with
our faces lit up. Like for the
first time, we'll see the face of love
in the beauty of all that surrounds us,
and in the beauty of us.
We'll say: "Here, we've been before,
Here, we were born.
Here, we shall stay."
Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-08-22 at 14:47
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Harmony
I was walking easily and stopped,
touched by the beauty of a valley,
as if there had been longing.
I silently entered the temple
and felt heaven's peace in the wind's
humming and gurgle of water.
And I became a part of the happiness.
I said to myself: "Here, I've been before,
here, I was born and will come again."
The treetops are high above us,
and, in us, desire and passion...
And later, with care, we'll see the beauty of
us, in a hug, and with
our faces lit up. Like for the
first time, we'll see the face of love
in the beauty of all that surrounds us,
and in the beauty of us.
We'll say: "Here, we've been before,
Here, we were born.
Here, we shall stay."
Poetry by Dejan
Read 461 times
Written on 2006-08-22 at 14:47
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