Guest guest Posted January 9, 2006 Report Share Posted January 9, 2006 We are so close there is no room Mountains part for the green valley A village grows, Deserts live by association With the rain And why it seldom falls We are melting ice In ancient fires Make peace in smoke signals And songs of earth Brothers and sisters We have forgotten How to sing How to pray If only this one day, Overcome the temptation of separation. White orchids sing praise in Verdant skies, live without the feel of clay, Where all horizons meet in the perfection of Giving birth to a new morning. Peace, Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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