Sitting down
I heard winter whispering in the beloved autumn
Traveling together in the moments
A light breeze, calling the tree branches in dancers of festival songs
A few falling leaves on the last day sunny drops,
Silent time, in deeply breath
I just recognized how the mysterious sound is...!
When the sky and earth are writing peaceful symphony.
I heard winter whispering in the beloved autumn
Traveling together in the moments
A light breeze, calling the tree branches in dancers of festival songs
A few falling leaves on the last day sunny drops,
Silent time, in deeply breath
I just recognized how the mysterious sound is...!
When the sky and earth are writing peaceful symphony.
Thich nu Tinh Quang
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