<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488732" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hope For The Trees....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">every color has its destiny of<br>fading, like the sound of ducks at night getting fainter<br>until what we hear is the perfection of sound<br>its reigning silence<br>and so do all the colors<br>dying, <br>either surrendering to total darkness<br>or<br>too much light<br>the same things amount to<br>and end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that afternoon what burns into red<br>in a rejoicing<br>comes into the perfection<br>of utter<br>darkness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the lights of the small houses<br>redeem what was lost<br>in the same manner that the fireflies<br>arrive<br>assuring hope for the trees<br>that the stars<br>are coming....</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=488732" data-title="Hope For The Trees.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="every color has its destiny of fading, like the sound of ducks at night getting fainter until what we hear is the perfection of sound its reigning silence and so do all the colors dying, either surrendering to total darkness or too much light the..."></div> </div> </div>

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