Poems like vine

A gentle dawn, a pale pink light
All stirred up, insight gift.
Nice Land smiled under this,
Turning on the loud trill of a singer-the Nightingale.
Ray touched the bed Princess,
Timidly since sent Golden a kiss,
Was removed from the canopy of night veil
And slipped away. Day, my friend, rejoice!
In garden ran, a shining color painted
Delicate buds of beautiful outfit,
The feast day dough fermented,
The spray of the stream gave the candles a charge.
Back to the Princess ' chambers again
"Dear girl, we must get up.
Laughter and songs of the lovely lady
The day of the rose Kingdom must begin."

The boundless blue of heaven,
Their beauty and awe
I was startled.,
I was given a world of miracles.

The movement of the clouds, careless
On the set of truths fleeting
In the blue will find peace:
In all the world dissolves,
Give the expanse of the boundless birds,
Keeping the Covenant of earthly love.

In the azure waters of purity
The celestial sphere will reflect,
And clean pond shore
In a single moment will be transformed.

Reed casts slumber
With his pensive rustling
And the place will give you memories,
Discover this beauty.

But the moment, miracles suddenly disappeared,
By bringing me back to earth.
The dream ship of the reef crashed:
Was beauty, and has become dust.

There is no purity, and everywhere dump
Paper, plastic, glass.
Oh, people, isn't life ugly,
When did culture die?

Nature is a true teacher,
That always leads us forward.
And you forgot, her tormentor,
Nature dies, everything dies.

So whether it is still reasonable:
The beauty of nature do not destroy!
You her son. Don't be crazy.
Destroyed the that-restore.

She's like a mother in her arms
You with a smile concluded.
And live in love and prosperity
At all times bless!

With my eyes closed I bask in the sand,
Through the slits in the sun the world is staring:
All in a gold-rich shell,
And in the shell of that I sit Regal.

The leaves rustling, absorbing suns flows,
Engraving is fascinated by the chiaroscuro,
And gold sparkle rays origins,
Heat saturating the summer day.

Flowing bliss in the body motionless,
Languor in every cell, sleeping peacefully.
Only a Sparrow, this knight serene,
Chirping the rest of my sails.

Winds of October blow
Without fear, she blossomed.
And the bright color of inspiration
The thought of being induced.

It so happens that the gray everyday life
A weak stream is flowing.
And every day is so boring,
That in what disappears talk.

But thought light suddenly erupts vividly,
Turning on all the lights of the soul,
And heart heat heat hot
The flow of rays of the steppe wilderness.

Everything will be illuminated with bright light,
All will break out with a joyous fire.
Like a rose that made friends with the wind,
That song has perished in it.

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