The sun shines through the gold of day.
We go to light. We must. We may.
We go away. But we’ll return.
We must finish this light song.
We go to gate of sunny day –
We can not see this too long rain.
We’ll find sun. We’ll find day.
And little bell will ring again.
The poem about light
© Copyright: Анастасия Тёмная, 2007
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light shines from heaven deep inside
it's always there inside our hearts
in inner temple of our souls
until our distant worlds collide
Ильин Денис 10.06.2007 20:16 • Заявить о нарушении
it's always there inside our hearts
in inner temple of our souls
until our distant worlds collide
Ильин Денис 10.06.2007 20:16 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you. But I have lost the light of my soul. So I look for it.
Анастасия Тёмная 11.06.2007 10:47 Заявить о нарушении
Анастасия Тёмная 11.06.2007 10:47 Заявить о нарушении