In the Heart of Life
Stroll and listen to the trees whisper secrets,
So sad that the hearts have to mourn;
Stroll and taste the morning dew,
Sweet like honey and melts like mashmallows;
Stroll and sniff the aroma of twilight,
Scenting like gentle perfume on her neck;
Stroll and see the flamboyant flowers,
Lavender, auburn and magenta glows;
Stroll and feel the pulse of silence,
A melody upon the palms of your hands.
Stroll till the Earth wanes.
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