the cloud becomes my wing
a bird flies ahead of me.
Oh, tell me, only love,
where you stay that I stay with you!
But you and the air, you have no house.
I see the cloud moving and the river
the sun's golden kiss penetrates
with deep into the blood;
the eyes, wonderfully intoxicated,
pretend to fall asleep
only the ear of the bee listens.
I think this and think that
I long and don't really know what.
It is half pleasure, half lamentation;
my heart, oh say
What memories do you weave?
in golden green branches twilight?
Old, nameless days!
Dear @v-siniarski, I wonder why the sunrise brings joy and hope to people while the sunset gives sadness and solitude!
Perhaps the reason is that the dark evening that comes after sunset gives us a sleep like death?😄
I think a lot of people are sad or frustrated because they didn't achieve much in the day and the best day passed quickly. 🤔🙂🙂
But it's really like that, if you've experienced a lot during the day and it was very nice, you're of course depressing when the day is already over.😅😅🙄
I agree with you! 😄
Beautiful 🤩
Hermosa 🤩
Yes 😁😁❤️
😉
Is like very beautiful and the photos also very good
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Thank you 🙂🙂🙂
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@v-siniarski Very nice sun photographer doing.