Blissful Dusk
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Mihaela Pirjol
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The garden is dispersing
Aromatic warmth, sweet odours;
A gentle wind is whiffing
In harmony with fresh roses…
At the horizon, Sun is sinking
In a pool of rosy vapours;
Feels like Night is bringing
Some distant melody, dolorous…
But my gaze is far stretching,
Serenely in the celestial abyss…
Where forgotten is the thinking,
And my spirit's finding bliss…
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