My hand reach up to the open sky
And a cloud danced through
My out stretched fingerssoftly, gently..
He spoke to me in a whisper
"My rain will make you grow
My shade will comfort you
My winds carry the seeds of a new beginningcome with me
as one we will search for paradise."
When I stood in my doubt
He covered me with his coat,
"As half you can see the paradise
but together, completing each other,
we will be in paradise..."
Senin, 22 Desember 2008
Paradise
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