Doors were opened and wind was blowing,
I , at terries, watching to the sky
it was bluish with the dark-dark cloud
whispered and shady, the day often looked
the dancing girl, on the roof of my neighbor’ house
like an angel came from the HEAVEN,
Beauty of nature, the soul of creature
And smelled the same silly whistle voices
Doors were opened and wind was blowing
i have had the meaning of my life
i have rested the same ingnite
the body became so idle
and the soul just freezed
i am so thankful, i am so pleasful
i wish to get the same day again
i wish to feel the same zest again
Jan18
tihs lyric is charming and delivers my souls on a similar day of meaning ….
Was it and Indian day ? Were you describig the orient sky… it shuold be divinely inspiring deep and silent enthusiasm …i dream, one day, to contemplate a sky like that….
beautiful