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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577277" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mirage of Music</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music of dawn opened my eyes<br>the birds were singing in the elysian sunrise; <br>my thoughts held me close to my heart<br>and made me a beatific dream<br>the bliss enraptured my existence<br>as I swam through the turbulent seas.<br>I drowned once but was alive again<br>maybe those fishermen on the shores<br>laughed at my plight when they gathered <br>for dinner beneath their thatched roofs</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The music of dawn was pure<br>so soothing, so charming that I drifted<br>with the red earth<br>between the grasslands and the leaves<br>Daffodils, sunflowers and fresh roses<br>danced with the bucolic breeze<br>the butterflies were dancing with <br>the humming bees - love songs maybe<br>They glanced at me with a familiarity <br>as if I were them and they were me<br>But they flew away when I tried<br>to feel the tender touch of their wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The music of dawn was engrossing<br>in the hills during spring<br>where horses invited me<br>to ride on their backs<br>where apples were strewn below<br>the snow-capped rhapsody<br>I was singing through the hills<br>in the winter of spring<br>but the streams never gushed nor simmered, <br>they were calm, still frozen and lifeless<br>the looming mountains sang <br>a frozen song of stillness and solitude</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But the music of dawn was the best<br>in the vast, endless desert<br>where no stretch of verdurous touch<br>remained to soothe<br>the flowing dryness of the eyes<br>Yet the sands turning to a lukewarm <br>feverish soul after the cold retrieve of the night<br>sent a shiver down my spine<br>I saw an oasis and when I went to loosen<br>my fervent body<br>in the transparent verisimilitude of trembling waters, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I realized<br>that the music of dawn was actually <br>the renouncing elegy of twilight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Saberi+Roy">Saberi Roy</a><div class=q>
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the birds were singing in the elysian sunrise; 
my thoughts held me close to my heart
and made me a beatific dream
the bliss enraptured my existence
as I swam through the turbulent seas.
I drowned once but was aliv..."></div>
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