The winter can not destroy the miraculous invincible seeds.
The germination changes them in the earth's maternity.
It is a new life running time , the snow irreversible recedes,
And a new spring embraces the magical fertility.
When the deep seeds germinate, they always throw out a few anchor roots.
Those splintered cracks of deep roots trying to hide inside the soils.
The tall trees need deep roots and long branches to bloom and to bear sweet fruits,
The land receives , nurtures the life it essentially contains.
When the great divine spark leaps from the divine hand to the human hand,
Making the human roots so deep as they face the stormy time,
Moreover, taking an ultimate shape in the law of the green land,
While life becomes a moonlight sonata,life which is sublime.
Oct 8, 2011
Oct 8, 2011 at 7:21 AM UTC
The winter can not destroy the miraculous invincible seeds.
The germination changes them in the earth's maternity.
It is a new life running time , the snow irreversible recedes,
And a new spring embraces the magical fertility.
When the deep seeds germinate, they always throw out a few anchor roots.
Those splintered cracks of deep roots trying to hide inside the soils.
The tall trees need deep roots and long branches to bloom and to bear sweet fruits,
The land receives , nurtures the life it essentially contains.
When the great divine spark leaps from the divine hand to the human hand,
Making the human roots so deep as they face the stormy time,
Moreover, taking an ultimate shape in the law of the green land,
While life becomes a moonlight sonata,life which is sublime.
Category: Poetry
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