four seasons
Among the green gras we feel a renewing of spirit
a feeling of freshness and a beginning.
Among the sunligt we warm our spirit
in the warm water we cool our thoghts.
among the red leaves we are cooling down
prepairing and to warm the soul.
among the white flakes we incubate our soul
waiting for the renewing of our spirit.
a feeling of freshness and a beginning.
Among the sunligt we warm our spirit
in the warm water we cool our thoghts.
among the red leaves we are cooling down
prepairing and to warm the soul.
among the white flakes we incubate our soul
waiting for the renewing of our spirit.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Vany | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 april 2010 | ||
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