Streams of Life
From rest to sleep much pleasure comes and
poetically written words become music to my ears.
A deep delight becomes my plight while
nature forms things so perfectly.
For the greatness of man, He waves his hands
and buildings appear on acres of land.
In gentle rains, a fair maiden sings and
all my woes become streams of most wonderful
dreams.
poetically written words become music to my ears.
A deep delight becomes my plight while
nature forms things so perfectly.
For the greatness of man, He waves his hands
and buildings appear on acres of land.
In gentle rains, a fair maiden sings and
all my woes become streams of most wonderful
dreams.
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