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Array ( [sid] => 153630 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Love in the Landscape [time] => 2009-09-26 10:17:52 [hometext] => The young person feels the youth in the scenic beauty of a landscape [bodytext] => Breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me
The flower`s perfume stages the show, also appearing feminine
Here comes the true happiness, the real happiness
When the breeze touching the sunflower blows over me

The criss-cross lane appears to be the lady`s long slender hairs
Do the mild waters in the valley represent her tender scare?
Remaining over the alpine trees, the bird searches for its fruit
And with no language for itself, what tunes will the bird craft
Thick forests and the high mountains are the lord`s arts
Here the breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me
The flower`s perfume stages the show, also appearing feminine

She is the most beautiful maid, scrolling as the clouds in the sky
With her golden weaved clothes, she covers the entire mountain
Why had God given people a very deep and loving mind?
Wish to crown and searching him, who shall be this lady`s person
These magical shows are under that lord`s control and not with me
Where the breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me

I go to the heavens, when I find my youth over the mountains
I can feel the moist wind blowing over me in my dreams
Amidst the valley the blowing breeze shows me the sky
But the rushing flood inside my mind moves me very high
I would never forget! never forget! this wonderful scenery
When the breeze touching the sunflower blows over me








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Love in the Landscape

Contributed by girish on Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 10:17:52 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me
The flower`s perfume stages the show, also appearing feminine
Here comes the true happiness, the real happiness
When the breeze touching the sunflower blows over me

The criss-cross lane appears to be the lady`s long slender hairs
Do the mild waters in the valley represent her tender scare?
Remaining over the alpine trees, the bird searches for its fruit
And with no language for itself, what tunes will the bird craft
Thick forests and the high mountains are the lord`s arts
Here the breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me
The flower`s perfume stages the show, also appearing feminine

She is the most beautiful maid, scrolling as the clouds in the sky
With her golden weaved clothes, she covers the entire mountain
Why had God given people a very deep and loving mind?
Wish to crown and searching him, who shall be this lady`s person
These magical shows are under that lord`s control and not with me
Where the breeze blowing over golden yellow sunflower, dashes on me

I go to the heavens, when I find my youth over the mountains
I can feel the moist wind blowing over me in my dreams
Amidst the valley the blowing breeze shows me the sky
But the rushing flood inside my mind moves me very high
I would never forget! never forget! this wonderful scenery
When the breeze touching the sunflower blows over me












Copyright © girish ... [ 2009-09-26 10:17:52]
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Re: Love in the Landscape (User Rating: 1 )
by Recyclebin on Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 11:20:57 PM AEST
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Wow .. I really liked this..so soft and elegant.
Great write.
~Bin~




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