Tagarchief: hands

Manual transmission

Trained hands Ink wandering, black, maybe red Pen on paper Brain shapes funny forms Soul is singing What’s in heart could be read Then the moment to hand in Trusting mailbox, the magic of journey, what A postman will do … Lees verder

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Magical life

Every day New landscapes in my eyes In my nose different smells And in my taste dwells Another palet And almost self-evidently Was in my hand yours, Captured in magical energy Now Captured in freedom Enclosed by the unknown Caught by your purity, … Lees verder

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