I reached the last page of my diary
Now I write on the night skies
My words whistle through the wind
And on every leaf of every tree
Through eternal echoes
You shall remember me

poetry and some more
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
The Power of Story
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write, right?
Cogito, ergo sum
I love this!
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Thank you very much :)
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Your writing on the night skies are visible even from where I am… and you are right, it is not possible to forget you… Beautiful words, beautiful thoughts…
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Dear Sonya,
What a lovely poem, with many layers. It pays to listen to the wind.
All good wishes,
robert
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Nice poem :)
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