<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484996" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Secret Find....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you know the secret<br>of the heart, it is<br>after all, the heart<br>itself that tells you, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when we go out of the house<br>slowly as we caress<br>the soft spots of our body</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we throw away imagination<br>like a kite in the air<br>albeit we hold upon a string<br>of our logical deductions, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when i finally find what i <br>am looking, i take it gently<br>inside my pocket<br>and then i go home to<br>savor what taste is there, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we know what we find<br>yet we are not telling each other<br>about it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is a secret, <br>it is life itself, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we keep this secret throughout life<br>when by the slip of our tongue<br>this matter is revealed, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you know the consequence, <br>the heart knows it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the house falls down, <br>the sun closes its eye, <br>the moon burns itself, <br>the river dries up<br>the heart shrinks</div><div style="margin:10px 0">someone finds finally<br>the ash beneath the<br>innocent child's feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484996" data-title="A Secret Find.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you know the secret of the heart, it is after all, the heart itself that tells you, when we go out of the house slowly as we caress the soft spots of our body we throw away imagination like a kite in the air albeit we hold upon a string of our ..."></div> </div> </div>

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