Eternity

Hands grow tired and die,

but the gentle fragrance

of the blossoms they tended

will permeate the universe for ever.

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Have a wonderful Sunday and a peaceful, happy new week.

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2 Responses to Eternity

  1. mata says:

    Nedelja kljub tvojim željam ni bila bog ve kaj, začetek vikenda pa tako, tako. Mi pa s posti polepšaš dan!

  2. janez says:

    lepo zajeta vsa resničnost življenja.

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