... Smiling, to 'sudden
reflects my soul
on carpets of clear calm water;
my eyes,' darkness convalescent
again caress the 'blue sky
where the clouds are not afraid
and only remember that dreams still exist.
She looks at me, straight in the eye, the 'horizon
designer of new emotions,
unique creations to wear to my heart ...
"... so far wrapped warrior thick armor,
Lay down your weapons and stripped
the sun in front of you, let me warm;
audacious fighter deaf to the calls of life
lowers its guard and listen
have around one thousand musical notes to leave that sound for you. "
Through my skin
filters the 'new dawn its light
as cool shower,
morning dew,
angel sent by God knows whom to treat with a smile
and a dose of sweetness
the ropes a little 'out of tune
of my soul ....
still so delicate ...
still so vulnerable ...
"... crystal bowl, items too fragile when exposed to acute
; omits entries regardless of your sensitivity
; dedication other lips the depth of your emotions;
thin glass afraid of facing the sword of destiny,
; you unleash the first shot, you will emerge victorious
now that you've hardened before the fire of a fireplace. "
ice melts from the buds of flowers,
water quenches the bare ground,
hope springs up in a beat 'wings,
unfolded petals in sunlight;
full stars of the night session,
sweet talk now is the silence of thoughts, dreams
again I have in my suitcase ...
... I take the journey from 'last station,
get on the train ... destination unknown,
but the heart is more peaceful ... this is enough for me
... "Card please ...
I take a moment to write a line
on that piece of paper
before escaping from his fingers,
as a message to the sky ...
... or for those who want to listen ...
"If all this is a dream, do not wake up. "
Sabrina (June 14, 2010)
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| Photo of Lisa T. (my daughter) from my web album: Landscapes of the sea. |
