agonia english v3 |
Agonia.Net | Policy | Mission | Contact | Participate | ||||
Article Communities Contest Essay Multimedia Personals Poetry Press Prose _QUOTE Screenplay Special | ||||||
|
||||||
agonia Recommended Reading
■ You are
Romanian Spell-Checker Contact |
- - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2004-04-21 | |
There are trees, there are flowers
And light blue hues in sky That fill the views the same as hours Gather in one eternal time. Crashing in roars, the crystal sea Mirrors the emotions of a world Whose eyes are far too blind to see That Lord is whispering in chords. Steep misty cliffs like Heaven waterfalls Give birth to cool, swift springs Leaning over the ground like linen walls Flecked with silver scales like angel wings. A square of nature flickering in sight As diamond glimpse of yellow god Remains in mind and gives the light To hearted buds that stray in dark.
|
||||||||
Home of Literature, Poetry and Culture. Write and enjoy articles, essays, prose, classic poetry and contests. | |||||||||
Reproduction of any materials without our permission is strictly prohibited.
Copyright 1999-2003. Agonia.Net
E-mail | Privacy and publication policy