Where
- © Christine Klein
- Aug 11, 2016
- 1 min read
Where the leaves on wispy twigs almost brush the sky
where the soul of ancient trees on endless plains rule the rhythm of your daily life
where stars dance to the tune of the silent humming of the night
where the vastness of the horizon leaves you breathless for a while
where hidden back roads lead to the place where nowhere is everywhere
where the rustling of colourful leaves under your feet blend with the rich soil of the land
where the cool autumn air with its bittersweet taste touches your Being
where old folks on their wooden porches greet you with a faint smile
Where I lost my soul a long time ago
a time way before the people and their never dying tales of the land
Where I finally left behind the haunting shadows of the past
and found the greatest gift of them all
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