tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21004081.post117040856966834698..comments2015-11-04T21:40:08.093-08:00Comments on Into the Soul - Spiritual Poetry: Speechless, Among the FlowersIntoTheSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09193106123627298950noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21004081.post-1170430671724000632007-02-02T07:37:00.000-08:002007-02-02T07:37:00.000-08:00SOUL,In Tuesday, a yearned for Soul of other times...SOUL,<BR/><BR/>In Tuesday, a yearned for Soul of other times,<BR/> has given me flowers. <BR/>In silence I have taken them to my bed , <BR/>I have placed them on my sheets.<BR/> I have slept prisoner to them, <BR/>I have celebrated,<BR/> and I continue dancing by that blessed moment.<BR/>And seem not to know it, they<BR/> continue shining immaculate… Follow in my bed, I say to you more : I smell them. <BR/> Everything I follow without words, <BR/> I have my Soul speechless ,<BR/> I have celebrated, and I continue dancing , of as much smelling . . .<BR/>Thanks to remember that beautiful and eternal moment ! * G A i A *Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com