The houses on the hills Played with one another In the sun The leafless tree Created drama With the sky The stones made a lake With their tears To get themselves reflected in it And the little cloud Taught them all how To drift away and disappear.
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Published November 19, 2023 evolving , healing , Intuition , letting go , making art , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts 3 CommentsTags: disappear, drama, play, reflect
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Soul gorgeous!! Beautiful, lyrical. Pure magic! ✨️ Thank you! 💜
Thank you Sarah.
Thank you Sarah, Giora