November 12, 2018

 

Giant's Poem

 
 
 

Giant's Poem

The body is just a dress of your soul and the world is a picture of time.
You can't find yourself even you go all over the world,
because the temple of the soul is in a garden beyond time.
Those smiles of the prehistoric giants are in a bright mirror of the quiet spirit
and the interstellar words are giant's poem.






Article © Hongri Yuan. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-04-30
Image(s) © Sand Pilarski. All rights reserved.


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