élan vital
I want to go where the land
Is boundless, where the wheat
corn and flower cane grow,
where the soft white downy
of cotton amplifies in big
fields, and bed my body and
soul on the waves of cotton
balls, And in natural surrender
my élan vital to feel the
virginal of cosmos descending
for once in age..
copyrightelenatoledo
you have managed to float soul and nature together with such ease... lovely write cheers
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HERMOSO POEMA LLENO DE PEDIDOS DE AMOR, MUY LINDO