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Thousand times I walked on this path Thousand times I was in rush Thousand times I saw my own thoughts Thousand times I heard my own steps Today I walked on this path again As I walked there for the first time I saw the big oak standing there for hundred years Crinkles and scars gracing his body Daisies and daffodils warming his feet The eyes of a green man are smiling at me The meadow is invitingly soft The sunbeams are tickling my face I took of my shoes of and watched my steps My feet got wet loving blades of grass My soul turned green My fingers touching gently the face of a green man The dewdrops are sparkling in the sun Washing my face The meadow puts its arms around my body Hugging me gently like a caring lover Dressing me in most beautiful dress I ever had Filling my heart with love All my senses got busy The silence makes a sound The birds are singing The warm breeze playing music in the leaves The butterflies are dancing in the wind The sky is deep blue I feel the heartbeat of mother earth Swaying me slowly in a sleep… … dreaming of a green man …
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Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC
Lost in beauty
Thousand times I walked on this path Thousand times I was in rush Thousand times I saw my own thoughts Thousand times I heard my own steps Today I walked on this path again As I walked there for the first time I saw the big oak standing there for hundred years Crinkles and scars gracing his body Daisies and daffodils warming his feet The eyes of a green man are smiling at me The meadow is invitingly soft The sunbeams are tickling my face I took of my shoes of and watched my steps My feet got wet loving blades of grass My soul turned green My fingers touching gently the face of a green man The dewdrops are sparkling in the sun Washing my face The meadow puts its arms around my body Hugging me gently like a caring lover Dressing me in most beautiful dress I ever had Filling my heart with love All my senses got busy The silence makes a sound The birds are singing The warm breeze playing music in the leaves The butterflies are dancing in the wind The sky is deep blue I feel the heartbeat of mother earth Swaying me slowly in a sleep… … dreaming of a green man …
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Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 4:16 PM UTC
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