Singing Heart
"When I begin to sit
With the dawn in solitude,
I begin to really live.
It makes me treasure
Every single moment of life"
Gloria Vanderbilt
In still simplicity beyond words
the waves of the ocean
fall into silence
The timeless depth of the rose of life
unfolds its full beauty
Empty of things
full of love
Heart sings
Poetry by Nils Teodor
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Written on 2013-02-11 at 11:07
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