Let the bees fly, play with the flies,
open the doors to spring, your gesture of love will come back with many satisfactions,
if you let nature flow as it always has.
They will be satisfactions for you, you will play with an ancient book, you will find a crazy phrase, you will smell the scent of newborn flowers, you will rediscover your slow steps
after a capricious winter. Yes,
winter stopped running in the snow, it knew it had to go home until next autumn.
Meanwhile the sun is already warm, the wind
is spicy, your cheeks are no longer pale.
You will once again watch the bees disappear into thin air, you will not feel discouraged, because the course of river will no longer freeze, at least for a few months. It will be months
of satisfaction, it will be a pleasant season,
if you manage to climb that tree like when
you were child.
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: ̗̀➛ Poetry: A Journey
Poetry↳ ❝ And I realise that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind ¡! ❞ ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Poetry is an art that can touch the soul the same as music or even a...
