*Written on September 21*people sitting bythe river,on the steps bythe river...a manswimming inthe river,standing out inthe vast river...boats ofpeople,of tourists,pass by onthe river...I hear and see thewater ofthe river,splashing againstthe steps...I see aseagull,flying lowoverthe water ofriver...I seebubbles,playful bubbles,flyingover the water,over the steps,following thewind,wherever it willtake them...I feel the sun,warm upon me,touching myskin...I feel the wind ,blowing softly ,keeping thingscool...they all cometogether,the swimmer,the boats,the splashing water,seagulls, bubbles,sun, and wind,they are together,reach insideof me...theytouchmy soul,and heal my heart...they touchmy soul,and bringme closetoYOU,close enough tofeel YOUin my heart...this happensbythe river.
Friday, September 23, 2011
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