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I sense a permanent ache Where I would have let My Isis wings grow, Where every one of us Should be given this gift. Yet only angels got wings Or those birds passing by. You’re born without but Have some freedom If you belong to the luckiest In this beautiful but suffering Earth. And one… Continue reading That Burden On My Back
your soft wind at last removes the lonely sorrows of forgotten past
You can read my poem “I tasted spring” if you click here.
we bathe in rivers whose waters never the same teach us life lessons (inspired by Heraclitus’ philosophy)
The autumns of our lives Unfold in harsh winters Still nature turns the page In the book of seasons That trembles now and then With echoes of climate change. A new spring reminds us There’s hope to carry on. Past glories and stories Can never be erased. Once the seeds are planted Smiles begin to… Continue reading The Autumns Of Our Lives
how much do clouds weigh when they carry heavy chains oppressing our hearts