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(.......July 25) The Message
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(.......July 25) The Message

The cool breeze
has a message
for my skin this morning,

and the waving trees
are cheerleaders
whispering the same thing:

'You were born to be here!
On the chessboard of the world,
your every step toward Beauty
is already drowned
in Beauty. '

My skin takes in the message.
to imprint it in my cells,
that they may remember it
like refreshing water

when the hot days
come again.

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Comments (2)

Beuty, beyond the five! Beautiful.
This is the first poem I've read but i've took a look on other and your poems are pretty, I like them and they make me think about pretty times and places.