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To be linked to nature, to my surroundings,
the air I breathe.
To cherish all that is around me,
to relish simplicity.
Everything is sacred,
every living thing,
Ah, to be in her branches' protection
the bowing willow weeps.
Even dainty flowers have names,
none to be forgotten.
The earthen hills are alive with a magic
that makes us all thrive.
As we dance clockwise thrice
in the white horse's eye...
In hushed silence we wish -
seven days
seven months
seven years go by
before my own wish my come true.
I must wait, until in the sky I see the
purest of white doves...
and know my granted wish had come ...
I lay here and smile ...
lazily dreaming of the day I danced,
and wished for true love
- by xHasuRebornx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/04/2009 |
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- Title: Celtic Lore
- Artist: xHasuRebornx
- Description: This was like, the first poem i ever wrote lol. I was still in high school. I like it. it's cute. ha ha
- Date: 04/04/2009
- Tags: celtic lore
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- Wicked Envy for your soal - 04/04/2009
- Wow tha is deep. i love it! you have potental tobe a good witer.
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