THE EVENING WAS A SUNLIGHT
The morning was a sunlight The beginning of the day a silent song The evening was a seed bursting to a flower The butterfly landed on my hand With a silent nights message With a word of heart
To keep forever
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SO I WRITE
So I write on sand parchment a quiet song on this occasion when the sun stroked
the rose faded housing when the wind fathoms a flower bud so still and so tenderly
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