Winter night 09 Monday Dec 2013 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 12 Comments TagsDream, Tanka Chinese painting On a winter night, A silent garden, the scent Of orchids lull me My soul flies among the stars To join my beloved ones. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
Rivera said:
So pretty.. 🙂
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Morgan said:
Oh so lovely, so gently, so captivating!
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einfachtilda said:
So schön!!
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muchachanine said:
delicate…
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Wendell A. Brown said:
So enchantingly beautiful, as only you can do!
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artiste37 said:
LES CHOIX DE TES ILLUSTRATIONS EST TOUJOURS MAGNIFIQUE
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storiadentrolamemoria said:
Un sogno che confina nel sonno dell’attesa.
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Cochonfucius said:
Winter nights are long
So we can dream complex dreams
About many things.
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guyr0 said:
C’est beau…
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Jonathan Caswell said:
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
Ah…those winter nights! 🙂
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Jonathan Caswell said:
Arctic sleeping bears
Wandering ice flow bedding…
Many dreams go far!………………….But yours is much better!!! 🙂
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hobo hippie said:
lovely paintings! ana
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