Moment 08 Thursday Oct 2015 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 8 Comments TagsSolitude, Tanka The flute sings the dawn, The quietude of solitude, The beauty of life. Moments out of the time, The taste of eternity. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
gageier said:
Hallo Esther der Herbst bestimmt unsere Zeit hab einen gemütlichen Donnerstag mit vielen lieben Grüßen Klaus in Freundschaft
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Cochonfucius said:
The flute has a voice
A bit like the human one,
More like an angel’s.
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Jonathan Caswell said:
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
WHAT A NICE WAY TO WAKE UP AND ENJOY A PEACEFUL MORNING!!!
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Jonathan Caswell said:
Red head for red sky,
Music tells us to ask why,
Sailors need warning…
Peaceful morning, coming storm
Envious of safe and warm!
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fulvialuna1 said:
Il flauto è uno strumento magico…
Immagine meravigliosa.
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Ada said:
Simply beautiful…
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The Porcelain Doll said:
Reblogged this on perfectlyfadeddelusions.
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Nicodemas said:
Incredibly beautiful! Sometimes when we work at night, the dawn is even more spectacular!
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