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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

So much mystery passing through

The clouds lay heavy on the sky
While earth is letting out her sigh
The created beings still wondering
"What song or melody shall we sing"?

Trees stretch out with measured pace
And  drops of dew are sparkling grace
The simplest songs are beginning to rise
While symphonies unite earth and skies

Now the earth  in her silence keeps
And the wind with all  her wisdom leaps
The moments pass and the hours too
So much mystery is passing through

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