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 Little Nymph
 Innocence is alive.. until we grow up.
 
And here upon this peaceful hill
this tree, in its springtide of life
proudly extends its infant branches
under the soft touch of the sun.

The stream runs smoothly by the tree,
feeding the earth with its sweet nectar
and all the daisies that bloomed so soon
almost conceal the vital grass.

The baby blue heavens triumph above
as the bird of peace descends towards her;
like a young nymph, with garments of ivory,
she extends her arms to the nearing dove.

Its silk-like feathers cease their dance
as it humbly lands beside this angel.
Like lovers reunited after long being apart
they exchange glances under the morning star.

Once more Mother Nature has given birth
to the child of innocence, to the sacred bird,
and the tree of youth which reside in Her house
all here, upon the peaceful hill.


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Δ.ΣΚΟΥΦΟΣ
21-01-2009 @ 01:41
Once more Mother Nature has given birth
to the child of innocence, to the sacred bird,
and the tree of youth which reside in Her house
all here, upon the peaceful hill.

Very nice !!! ::yes.:: ::yes.::
frozenangel
21-01-2009 @ 11:00
πολυ ομορφο !!!! ::yes.:: ::up.:: ::hug.::
ekptwtos
21-01-2009 @ 12:03
the daisies ............... ::oh.:: ::theos.::
Yannis1967
22-01-2009 @ 15:21
"Once more Mother Nature has given birth
to the child of innocence, to the sacred bird,
and the tree of youth which reside in Her house
all here, upon the peaceful hill."

αυτή η στροφή μου άρεσε υπερβολικά, Γέννηση, είναι ένα θαύμα...κι όλο το ποίημα υπέροχο...

τελικά μπήκα στο site...

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Lame Duck
25-01-2009 @ 04:43
The stream runs smoothly by the tree,
feeding the earth with its sweet nectar
and all the daisies that bloomed so soon
almost conceal the vital grass.


::up.:: ::up.:: ::yes.::

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