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Where the Wind Lives
Contributed by
starkindler
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Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 08:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Running past the branches
On a clear, sunny morning,
His icicle hands touch my cheeks.
Playful and joyful,
He makes my hair dance.
Leaves fall at my feet.
He whispers the songs of birds in my ear
And brings the fresh scent of the flowers.
I try following his transparent body
To find out where he lives.
I find he is the spirit of delight
That lives in me.
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starkindler
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2003-05-06 08:05:00]
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Re: Where the Wind Lives
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by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 04:38:09 PM AEST
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| very pretty:) warm welcome to ypdc too:) hugs nessa |
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Re: Where the Wind Lives
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by Lone_er on
Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 10:45:48 PM AEST
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beautifully done
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Re: Where the Wind Lives
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by Lone_er on
Tuesday, 6th May 2003 @ 10:45:52 PM AEST
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beautifully done
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