Open Meeting

Open sky The blue lake has numerous waves Is evolving with. In the fog frenzy The hills around   Unclean existence proves; On this side the green is on the hill A gentle, sweet, calm, soft women is standing, A few green leaves to wear; Wet by the sound of his infinite joy A smile of fullness on the soft lips; Who refreshes the softness of the test Without wasting She subtracts the leaves. And she is again Occupies the same position. But listen, friend! Negative transgression will say-- It's nothing but nudity, But the positives will say-- "Woman-body and earth-body Open Meeting ”.