Ruisende bomen
zonsondergang kleurt de lucht
zacht kwaakt een kikker.
Schoonheid vult mijn gedachten
geluk overspoelt mijn gemoed.

by Edith Eggenkamp

Comments (4)

..........lovely poem....sounds like a peaceful night.... ~ Walking at night between the two deserts, Singing. ~
Oh deary me... i adore this..... i really felt so much
I love the ending, the music rises through the entire piece. Beautiful like Chopin notes everywhere.
tell me how to make this magic