In the silence of nature
In the chest of mountain
And when the breath of morning played the fog at their peak
Flow in its heart
Wisdom springs in deep of mountains
Sewing eyes to the distant horizon
That heaven is kissing the earth
In absolute silence long
At dawn
The rising sun
When spread its rays from the east tower
Sewing his eyes on the ground to see the flower of desert
Stared at each other
Two eyes
Sun eyes and mountain eyes
In fondness rare and coherence
Was the secret of opening springs of wisdom from mountains chest
See the sun eyes
At dawn sunrise
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 2:22 PM UTC
In the silence of nature
In the chest of mountain
And when the breath of morning played the fog at their peak
Flow in its heart
Wisdom springs in deep of mountains
Sewing eyes to the distant horizon
That heaven is kissing the earth
In absolute silence long
At dawn
The rising sun
When spread its rays from the east tower
Sewing his eyes on the ground to see the flower of desert
Stared at each other
Two eyes
Sun eyes and mountain eyes
In fondness rare and coherence
Was the secret of opening springs of wisdom from mountains chest
See the sun eyes
At dawn sunrise
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