Jake Eliott


Mysterious melody’s heard from the garden,
Flowers are dancing to the magical rhythm,
Birds singing along to the sound of the violin,
Whole nature went silent all better to hear them.

The sunshine is firing the trees of the autumn,
Leaves changing the color from yellow to gold,
Soon they will lose all the specks of the golden
The clouds will come and the wind will be cold.

The mountain is blushing above secret garden
With its snowy capes turning pink in sunrise,
The mountain becomes white all of a sudden
And white puffy clouds fly in the blue sky

A little sunray plays the song from the garden
The last days of autumn making us enjoy
The beautiful moments without any burden 
The beautiful moments that are called just joy.

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Анжела Чеxова
6 месяцев назад

Jake, your poetic canvas is so picturesque, so vital… I`ve fully disolved in overwhelming
breath of joyful nature.

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