Gaëna, faithfully

I straight ahead over the waving fields her look her shield from her smell blown in the soothing wind I know I have to understand she has to move the land she has to move the sky the sand and the waters nearby there she stands peacefully how far she is already how very far from me not saying but meaning silence all shaped with living happenstance I know I shall be...

Publié le 05/09/2009 dans paVupApRi par tiniak | Lire la suite...