Lying on cold SandS
Feeling toucheS of Sea
Closing eyeS on Sun
Dreaming of SeaSonS
Hearing the voiCe of danCing wordS
DON’T SHOUT YOURSELF IF YOU ARE NOT A WORD
Thursday, May 18
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Lying on cold SandS
Feeling toucheS of Sea
Closing eyeS on Sun
Dreaming of SeaSonS
Hearing the voiCe of danCing wordS
DON’T SHOUT YOURSELF IF YOU ARE NOT A WORD
2 comments:
and what if you were not just a word but a world?
and what if you were not hearing the dance of words but bieng part of it?
...
there comes the magic of life...
"word" had existance before creation of worlds...
and:
I liSten to danCing wordS, to danCe, and become a danCing word...
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