I know nature
and her world around thought and instinct
where every shoot is touched
like bees taking nectar
They make life honey…
I also know the flower that I am smelling
Like a lightning bolt of the rosary
On my head the hair is blowing
They become like henna from the scents
From the colors
Beyond the eyes of the appearance of…
Indeed!
I touched the beauty
The natural one
The original…
I touched happiness
After a burst of clouds
When the rays see me
And I do my best
Like a fairy
At first glance
And in everyday life
As in verse
No calendar!
