Long live the free spirit of the ancestors
which constantly surrounds us in the dream
he whispers to us what we only suspect
which quickly disappears on awakening
Long live the courage to act
the thirst for action that accompanies us on our way
He paves the corners and the edges
prepares us the way where thought leads
Long live and everlasting love
the source of youth and dream
she drives young shoots in the garden
surrounds some trees in the game
Long live the new life
Spring has given us rich
Everywhere the garden of Eden blossoms
take a new look on the way,
that steers your steps.
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© Floy Dy Ra,05.17.2019
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