River Through The Channel
Icy dew, down the mountain green,
Green fresh vegetation, on the hills,
Pearly white snow covering the peaks,
Silvery ice sliding down the glacier;
Melting ice, into a stream of river,
Chilling the channels as it flows,
When it flows through the plains,
Splashing and singing the eternal muse;
Splits into the channels of tributaries,
Musing the valleys and gullies,
Easing the hot heated seasons on the way,
Soothing and refreshing the heated days;
With the flowing muse in water,
Soothing and cooling the seasons,
Collects all worries of the souls,
Purifying the hearts into the sea.
*~*Aun Ali*~*
{Lead by Example}
Written On May 30th, 2007
Green fresh vegetation, on the hills,
Pearly white snow covering the peaks,
Silvery ice sliding down the glacier;
Melting ice, into a stream of river,
Chilling the channels as it flows,
When it flows through the plains,
Splashing and singing the eternal muse;
Splits into the channels of tributaries,
Musing the valleys and gullies,
Easing the hot heated seasons on the way,
Soothing and refreshing the heated days;
With the flowing muse in water,
Soothing and cooling the seasons,
Collects all worries of the souls,
Purifying the hearts into the sea.
*~*Aun Ali*~*
{Lead by Example}
Written On May 30th, 2007
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