Friday, December 30, 2011

As it is!

Composed by: Azm

The carved traces on the tall mountains,
with a pinch of golden sun,
silver linings on the clouds above,
the snowy peaks smiling down,
at the withered roses,
waiting to be born,
along with the bare trees,
expecting their turn.
There the howling wolves wander,
in the wilderness, having fun,
the pretty birds sing and fly,
enjoying their season,
the humankind put in effort
And the whole existence wears a smile.

Copyright © 2011 Azm

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