Your whispers became
The evening song for my soul
Stars twinkling in the azure lake.
Tranquillity sailed through dreams
When passionate wind cajoles leaves
They tremble to yield flowers.
Butterflies of joy escapes
From my heart like thoughts
From unknown horizons.
The scent from the wood
Painted me in many hues
My smiles merged in stones
Stones turned into beauteous sculptors
With your covert touch my body quiver
Nature is my muse, you my breath!
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