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GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Then the woods
came alive with voices
whispering of the secrets
and magic wonders
in the world of the spirits
My soul would shake
with the earth as she took me out to sea
on a wave of visions
while i trembled in her
ancient ecstasy
One by one the gods appeared
to greet my presence
and show me the beauty
of divine intervention
and how to remain conscious
in their sacred etheral
spirit-dimension
My soul was shaken once more
with the earth as i trembled in awe
sending my soul safely
back to shore
I came back in my body
like a child for a snack
with a clear memory of
a world very close to here
in fact
In the deep of my journey beyond the world we know
a voice spoke clearly of hidden things
like spirits and beings
how to find them
and where to go</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Vakkert var det å lese å ta del i denne reisen. Du er en trollmann med ord. :respect:</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Takk så mye for ditt hyggelige svar Bluestorm.
I am lucky to have a good place
to share my thoughts and recieve such warm attention from people here.
It lights up my heart.</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Et glimt av livets mysterier er overveldende,
falt helt for dette diktet, jeg :respect:
skriv mer om beauty, pleace Teleterkji</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Søte mange tusen takk Ave
Vil gjerne få skrive mer om what is beautiful.
Because i feel that beauty is a state of mind foremost
and through the eyes of the soul,
beauty reckognizes herself
in everyone and everything.
Beauty lives within the eyes
where they drink
from the splendid waters of the earth
and the wide open
skies
Beauty is a silent
and peaceful reassurance
of the life that comes hereafter
Beauty can be captured with words indeed
and set free again
in the minds of those
who read
Beauty knows not her true name
One day she is a frozen moment in time
the next a flame of desire
burning through her
lovers mind</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Du er som et overflødighetshorn, som bare pøser ut vakre diktperler ... :respect:</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>:eusa_clap: :respect:
Nydelig, traff meg skikkelig</t>
GjenopprettetMedlem
<t>Vil bare si at jeg viste diktet ditt til min datter, og hun ble veldig beveget.
Det inspirerte henne til å skrive sitt første dikt, "how to harvest a poem", som vi la ut her noen timer senere. Det var virkelig en en stor mamma glede å se henne så kreativ.
Takk Teleterkji :respect:</t>