I arrived from the source of the sun
into this new, golden morning.
I stand on the morning beach.
Pressing my feet into the fine sand.
Into my hands, my feet, my heart
My eyes, my ears and my thoughts
streams live new and powerful
when in the night I drunk from the source.
Give, that I do right,
Give, that I do with love
With this hands and feet
And offer my strength to others.
into this new, golden morning.
I stand on the morning beach.
Pressing my feet into the fine sand.
Into my hands, my feet, my heart
My eyes, my ears and my thoughts
streams live new and powerful
when in the night I drunk from the source.
Give, that I do right,
Give, that I do with love
With this hands and feet
And offer my strength to others.
If that, what you are doing, doesn't help - do something else!
Ok, friends, I'm running out of ideas.
As I can't write what it is about I depend on your emotional intelligence: just write the first thing that comes into your mind. No matter how strange it might look to you.
As I can't write what it is about I depend on your emotional intelligence: just write the first thing that comes into your mind. No matter how strange it might look to you.
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