Saturday, December 10, 2011

ON A PAGE OF MY DIARY.


For once I just want to follow another lane where the flowers are ready to grow in every season as they race themselves to the sky without hatred and agony. I want to speak with my heart to the listening wind. I want to reunite with the soft blue velvet and the heart of the earth, which appears on the dark sky with diamonds. I want to embrace the waterfalls of blessings and learn from the Zen trees. I want to run on the aurora bridge, run to the eyes of Taurus, a place I called home, the place where I truly belong. 

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