V. Speys "Philosophy of Love"

Philosophy of Love, It is;The sunset was running in a wavy, slow river.Through its yellow light streamed.Your image is golden…

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Dew will fall on the foliage.

Flashing colorful game.

And tears spillВ over

With petals dropped byВ Love.

The breezes shepherd

AВ shepherd breeze appeared.

Breakers – flocks of waves drove.

The sun’s disk suddenly went out,

For aВ huge cloud ofВ black rose.

Dark blue water.

From the depths ofВ the green mist ofВ spray,

Imprinted wave tracks,

Scattered on the ledge spray.

Our shepherd whistled here inВ aВ pipe,

Lightning hit the waves.

The thunderbolt ofВ thunder boomed

And the breezes rushed ashore himself.

Lightning inВ theВ game

Yesterday evening

Away from the horizon.

Blackened cloud with lightning inВ the game,

ToВ the sea going down from theВ sky.

Love!

And you appear inВ theВ sky

Warm magic is warmed.

The constellation cloak is dressed

You shine life light.

“I’m here, find me!”

– In the glow of galaxies clusters?

Or inВ the thousands ofВ sun links?

Or is it inВ the wind ofВ theВ sea?

But life runs like theВ sun.

And see its sunset.

And there are no patches among the senses,

Love! But life will create Love again…

The sea was splashing around the stones

Splashing sea at the stones

Throwing oil blend.

And the beach seemed like aВ trap

Sand with fuel oil suspension.

There was silence all around.

Coastal pebbles only.

And the noise ofВ the surf only,

Called and cried, like aВ child.

He called people toВ him

Enter the expanses ofВ theВ sea:

– Go swim, jump in me,

InВ aВ wave game arguing.

But no people, deserted beach.

Call that one listens toВ the mushrooms,

Beds, lonely ridge,

Frowning eyebrows-blocks.

He remembers the noise ofВ the fun days.

Transparent waves game.

And this sandy beach.

AВ crowd ofВ people and day dawn.

When the sparklingВ star

The sun’s ray in the waves fell.

And sprinkling aВ golden spark,

InВ the abyss has become.

But the proud sun has risen.

Waved from aВ height

Spreading aВ bright wing,

Frozen inВ the beauty ofВ beauty.

And the brave ray has reached the bottom.

He lit the sand.

InВ the radiance ofВ gold, flashing,

And the sun for aВ captive.

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