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I would like to Build up Pyramids of sounds, Sylvan corridors of Golden cork pines - where Spats of the sun And single rays In the spider’s web, And further artificial gardens Of coniferous scent of the resin. Touch the cloud on the forest pond, Taste of cherry on your lips……… Wait! How many senses? Five? It is time for Meditation. Take a deep Breath……
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
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I would like to Build up Pyramids of sounds, Sylvan corridors of Golden cork pines - where Spats of the sun And single rays In the spider’s web, And further artificial gardens Of coniferous scent of the resin. Touch the cloud on the forest pond, Taste of cherry on your lips……… Wait! How many senses? Five? It is time for Meditation. Take a deep Breath……
leonard-gorski
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
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