среда, 24 октября 2007 г.

The May ...


I sit in my recliner, smell the spring ...
I look in the delicate Maiengrün and listen to the songs of birds ...
Yes, I have so longed for May is back ... but he was missing one years ...
I close my eyes, listen to the singing of birds and hear their twittering even more intense than with open eyes ...

Through breathing, relax, relax ...

The golden rays of the sun are now so intense that they see me with her warmth attract ...

Heat eases pain of body ... And heart ...

B.D.


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