F/Where the roses wilt ,,Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness, know that, like life, things sometimes must fade, before they can bloom again,, 368 followers / 3.0k words
Dewdrops on the meadow reflect memories to the roses. Her sighs painted the sky of the North as the church bells echo in the tall trees*
*,, Oh, Anamaria, leave your floral meadows. And watch the reckless waves trying to escape the sea. Listen.... They sob for you lover, his soul lost at sea ,,
In a midnight whispered by spring, I lingered to hear the symphony of wild roses beyond the wayward pines. But now I paint them in marine colours to send them to drift among the reckless waves, seducing the young sailors...
I am so happy that i finally found some free time to write something...
Tranquillity flowed through the stirred Briar Roses, The sweet fragrance lingers on, Upon the Silver pond. Suddently A white water lily emerges. It slowly opens to show us the frog as she plays with her long pearls above, With a Red-heart arrow. Waiting for little Ivanushka to retrieve it...
Little fireflies are dancing. I open my window To greet the gentle breeze. Underneath, roses are blooming But empty sighs, Like leaves, are falling. The night begins to shine, It's in my hair. And midnight sends the early dewdrops to rest upon my eye lashes, Like ocean pearls. Tranquillity is beckoning, Yet I Wonder why I still can't find my rest. Until the sun peeps through the transparent curtain that covers me...