Monday, September 24, 2007

River

The nature now beholds its beauty

To express how beautiful is everything

For those mostly depressed



The Sun shines bright on you

To enlighten your face

The moon shines brightest in the dark

To show you the path



The blue clouds come

To show your purity of soul

The dark clouds fall

To hide your tears

And so has the river come

To tell you to move on

For it knows that

Nothing lasts forever.

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