Where the sun kisses the earth with rays that shine as though to say; come here, come here, there my heart was born. Where light is transformed into hues that only flowers can create, colors of the rainbow, there my soul was created. Where the fertile soil lives only to feed life, sweet and nourishing, there my spirit grew. Where the breeze is the messenger of a daydreamer’s wish, on wings and clouds, there my hopes came to be. Where bliss is the waltz of the sea and the shore, footprints in the sand, there I chose to see. Where all my senses lit a blaze this burning to live and not just exist, truth is the morning’s first kiss; Tis there that gave birth to this.
Deo Volente
April 22, 2009
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