The Sky, gives Bird the Freedom,
but the Bird, leaves her Singing, solely to the Earth.
This entry was posted on Thursday, August 23rd, 2012 at 11:06 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. Tagged: Life, Love, Poem, Spiritual, writing.
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Beautiful! I wonder how you are able to observe everything so keenly!
There are many things that we observe daily, I am sure you observe too, but so many things that I do not know how to put them in words, and without failing its true beauty, in the Nature =).
Recently its take me more time to look for inspiration, and to write now, I feel the day, and the night are too short for me.
Yeah, ya are right. As we grow old with each passing moment of each short day; the soul seeks much more inspiration than the usual set back routine inspiration that we would love!! Soul strives to succeed!
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