the wisdom of the ground... 265
- Poezie
- 13-07-2016 22:13
you are not worth yet the price of a mustard seed you lived neither 7 years of drought nor 3 nights without a day through the core of your eyes you let inside a hurry-scurry of swarming cherry petals flocks of crowned swans sunrises with a purple mantle and all the vain beauty of this […]
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