
Arms of cherry blossom
long as ten soulsinging heart beats
the magic moment.

Arms of cherry blossom
long as ten soulsinging heart beats
the magic moment.

East of time – down broken as a daffodil – the roar of lions.

Interfering – painfully made in nature – the hard struck.

Magnetic light – mesmerizes steps ahead – backwards in dark.

In growing – to reach a blooming point – all flowers are gone.

Clouds whispering
trees in magical lighting listen
a new born branch.

So many crying hearts
stretching out desperate hands
like a captured feather.

above the sky
floating in white coldness
hideaway for two

In every snow drop – remember the sun shines – even brighter.

Close and beyond – the view of hopeful light – a touch of eternity.
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