A mossed Gargantuan, preaching and practicing
Tilted and wrinkled, in cryptic balance.
The hovering wind, perfecting to sing,
A perfected soul, meditating his dance.
Depicting arm’s veined beauty,
Shared tales of peace and harmony.
The upright guards with no specificity
Preserving the treasure, for leaves leave.
Mending minds for aims be free.
Cant change with will, no matter who’ll heave
The guards allowing the windy tourists.
but no souvenirs at any risks.
The egged bird awaiting its call.
Natural dew, prepared ceremony,
The divine break and appeared soul,
To cherish peace and harmony.
A melodious chirp, a song to pray,
Will not be forgotten to this day!
Kommentarer