There is an island, the island of love.... it seems like a lost paradise.
This island is filled with flowers, colored birds sing their tune... you can smell the fragrance and lose the senses. It is this island with green meadows, clear rivers, blue lakes, fruits on the trees and grain on the fields. The high sky with sun and moon separates day and night.
Listen to the melody of silence ... only birds sing ... to open our souls and make our hearts beat, let vanish the doubts to believe in love.
The warm blowing wind whispers quiet words... it's like a story of love. You can hear the echo, the echo of the words which come back from the mountains which are surrounded by fog and the peaks white by snow.
A dense crown of trees is like a roof and moss is used as a cozy bed, white flowers are the pillows and the fog the tender blanket.
Rain quenches the thirst of the earth and the tact of Rain sounds like the frequence of heart beating in the tact of love. Two souls united into one single soul.
It's like a secret home for lovers which love each other... ... innocent ... in close embrace ... in tact of the Rain and with melodies of birds.
There is no shame, no conviction, no regret on the island of love. It's as if angels keep watch .... on behalf of the lord.
Rose Iris
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dear brother Shadow, thanks a lot for your feelings. That's what I want, that people close their eyes to see pictures inside ... to see dreams ... try it foryourself, I mean to write a nice blog. The topic isn't important. Important is to write what you feel and to be honest.
What a beautifully you described the Island, I read & close my eyes and try to feel that Island. Thanks for sharing my dear sister rose. GOD bless you.
thanks for your comments
Guten morgen Rose, I hope to dream of that island. I am still waiting for your friend request hoping to be one of your friends.