What Eternal Winter Not Have Taken Poem by Dan Uriel

beauty and fragrance of the trees are full
their branches access flakes
and mind-blowing magnificent woman
rich in ancient pine forests
thus each branch when the dawn will
for long days, it is shining brightly

thoughts and delicious foliage
pass from eternal spring rush
their souls, as if the sunray room
baby woke up laughing and happy
young mother ear-wing solution
the joy clap but in the meantime is working

midnight just quiet night
as latent heat beloved daughter
nicknamed the heart of the tormented dream
and night-blooming flower aloe
in the garden, kissing the night
the moon shines on it as if the garden

quiet rain cover loose clumps
great blessings of the earth that breathed
the serious, warm scent that spreads sky
or if sunshine dazed face flutter
strength, or so blind intoxication in the sky
and the moon is the planet-soul man