The Hill was high up but couldn’t touch the Sky.The Sky climbed down to hug
All the old is one segment as created by God.It is a gift of nature
When the sun from the night comes out.... to shine the day... Dear Moon Ocean
The roses symbolize women, above all Instead of words say to love someone Accepting roses
A gifted extraordinary man from heaven Stands before with the sense of humanity Stand still
What winds are you listening to, Forrest-Gump-runner? When here I am, steering Seagull Sea; swift
My mind is in the sea --- When the waves rise --- Friend ---- Or
The building relies on a foundation As trees depend on its roots So MAN is
Stealing down the city Without the moon and a star My street Wrapped in silence
Let the birds fly on the flight, let you laugh in joy, Cry in the