Piercing through the labyrinth of branches
I see you shine in golden colours
on the blue mountains.
This labrynth becomes the symol of life
so complicated and full of worries
and i see you there my God
in the form of the sun in golden hue
as if you look at me with great concern
from your beautiful palace on the blue.
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In golden hue! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.