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February 2021 - Year 23 - Issue 1

ISSN 1755-9715

Wondrous Room

 All light has left the wondrous room

The night has painted some stars in gloom

 

For us has done some dreamy work

It’s you and me in a perfect world

 

Vinci, brushed a spotless Moon

Sunrise her eyes, her cheeks of wool

 

Lips red, bit pale like a sunset

Rosy hair like rain deer,

On earth not far, the heaven’s near

 

Let’s sing some songs, with souls inborn

And dance, enhance the blood that rusts

 

We have that wine, could lost sometimes

 

In conscious unconscious, the breaths show signs

 

Nor dark nor death can break the Divine.

 

In end.

Buried seed in dead soil –

Arose with a rose; with colors of your eyes !

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