Dance
trees you see them dance?
is hold hands, move their bodies subtle
the unique rhythm of the wind.
Faces the sun, drawn in green
my hope ... Meek as birds
anchored in thirsty land. Only the wind
rock, pure and white
crystal dew wets up early.
And I pick up the harvest of more vivid dreams, secrets
sweeter peace
drawn to the rhythm of the dance of the trees
a master violin drone, Walz
like flowers ... Maybe that's brilliant
so sublime and natural
like caresses in the ether ... Valentina Antonietta
2011
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