My roaming Soul

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Today it’s Quadrille at dVerse, with Mish hosting. The poem has to have exactly 44 words. The word that has to be included in the poem is “rock”.

 

Lying with my eyes close

Surrounded by the high rocks

Feeling the birds soaring high

Hearing music of quiet streams

Fresh Air kissing my hair

Magic unforgettable

Reality a harsh desert Sun

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PRECIOUS MOMENTS – GRATITUDE 

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 I am never lonely thanks to my friends :

The Stars

The Ocean 

The Sky

The Sand

The Air

The River 

The Trees

The Flowers

The Springs

The Rain
They Embrace me unconditional 

With my Weaknesses 

With my strengths 

With my Truth

With my Silence

With my Empty hands

 

When I dissolves in Gratitude  for their existence my creative thoughts are born. 
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