Scent of an essence
Γράφει η 17χρονη συνδημότισσα μας Νεφέλη Έλληνα Thou is always near, Thou is always here, Thou cannot be mapped, From thy scent, to thy morning smiles ,to thy nighttime howls At last, The scent of thy essence, And even from the farthest land. Is Always relevant. Is Always present. Thou will make wilderness again, And … Read more Scent of an essence