Faintly if at all the early snowflakes: hover, hover.
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Quotes tagged ‘Soothing Language’
The walls awave with sumac shadow.
The market of the sun has come into my room. And the room into my buzzing head.
Until the moss had reached our lips, and covered up our names.
I go to the field where wild The lily grows, fearless, To the inaccessible Primordial vault Of the forest.
Next year we will sit on the porch and count migrating birds. Children on vacation will play catch between the house and the fields. Red grapes will ripen till the evening, and will be served chilled to the table. You will yet see, you will yet see, how good it will be next year. Next year we will s…
Autumnal blaze, Resplendent in the sunlight.
Gaze delightedly at a belt of liquid azure without knowing whether it belongs to the sea or sky.
The azure of the vast, vaulted sky.
Young girls and young men, in all their light-hearted innocence, carried the kind, sweet fruit away in their woven baskets, and in their midst a youth with a singing lyre played charmingly upon it for them, and sang the beautiful song for Linos in a light voice, and they followed him, and with singi…
— Homer, amazon.com
It's in the silence after you feel you hear.
Days were defined, glossed, by a certain tonal consistency.
Day now inclines to the present Earth.
I told you the truth about my distancing myself. I roll on a wave and look at white clouds. Growing small, I disappear in the immense, more and more free.
The faith of tears, the faith of smiles, the faith of a face that I call mine.
Build the great arch of unimagined bridges.