The beauty of spring
The beauty of spring teaches us a lot of things. Will you teach them that the difference between beautiful and beautiful, like the difference between color and color, and between smell and smell?
Can you tell them that the days of love are images of days, not made of days?
Or does nature say: All this; why do you insects only allow yourselves to be deceived by all this 1?
In spring, the colors of the earth appear in the soil and the colors of the soul appear in the soul.
And water is made by making it in nature. Then it brings out the dramatization of the plant, and the blood makes its making and the exaggeration of dreams comes out. Do you see the beauty of spring ?
And the air is as if of loving lips breathing each other,
And everything shines again; For all life throbs through the sweat of light,
And every quarter returns and sings; For love wants to raise its voice.
And in the springtime the light shines not only in the eyes, but also in the hearts.
And not only breasts penetrate the air, But also their emotions.
And the sun has two temperatures, one of them in the blood.
And the beauty of the deluge overwhelms as if spring were destined to experience a scene of heaven on earth. This is indeed the beauty of spring.
And the dumb animal itself has mental gestures in which the perception of the philosophy of pleasure and fun.
In winter, the sun was like an image hanging in the clouds.
And the day was as if shining the moon, not the sun.
And the air with rain was as if it did not drip.
And life was putting into many things the meaning of frowning.
When spring came, the joy of living under the sun was like the joy of children, and their mother returned from traveling.
Young people look and the earth seems young to him.
He feels he is more present in the meanings of self than in the meanings of the world.
The world is full of flowers for him, floral meanings and floral inspiration.
And the rays of the sun come to him in one spring, and the rays of his heart another spring.
And life does not forget its elders, for its spring is the light of the sun.
How impressed the secret of life! Every tree in spring has an independent engineering beauty.
Whatever it cuts and changes its shape, life highlighted it with a new engineering beauty, as if fixing it.
If only a living root remained, life would speed up and turn it into a form of branches and leaves.
Life is life, if you do not spoil it, you will always receive its gifts.
And if you believe, you are no longer with the quantity of yourself, but with the strength with which you are a believer.
And see how He creates in nature these meanings that delight all neighborhoods, in the way that all neighborhoods understand them.
And see how he makes the meaning of pleasure in the ground and in the atmosphere the meaning of happiness.
And see the little insect, how do you believe in a life that fills and soothes?
Look look! Isn’t it all an answer to despair with the word: no?
The majesty of the bride was as if it was a classification of a dream, to which the imagination of happiness came and created in it its creativity, although it was consistent and complete, happiness transferred it to life in one of its only days, of which only a small number of long life is consistent, so that the neighborhood realizes the existence of its life with its charm and beauty, and gives it in the forgotten the unforgettable.
The happy dream came out from under the dream to the waking, and emerged from the imagination to the eye, and represented a witty poem that made everything in the place live the life of poetry; Lights are women, women are lights, flowers are lights and women, and the music in between completes everything with its meaning, the place and what is in it, weight on weight, tone on tone, magic on magic.
And I saw as if enchanted by a piece of the night sky, in which the circle of the moon, and in it a scattering of rosy stars, I descended and dwelt in the house, resplendent and resplendent with beauty and rays, and in the goodness of every one of them the substance of the dawn of fortune, so they were the women of clearness and his wife.
And I saw that it was a magical spring, so it was gathered on a green throne, studded with red roses, and placed in the front of the hall to be a platform for the bride, and the flowers were arranged in its sky and its edges in two systems: one of them is a splice in which you see between the two flowers of the same color a flower that differs in color. And of them stacked one on top of the other, similar or similar in color, it looked as if it were the nest of a royal bird of paradise birds protruding in its fabric and studded with trees whose branches watered.
And on the ground of the throne rose under the feet of the newlyweds, two different colored avanine sticks, carried by the thin ones of the soft green fabric on their plastic branches, flowing from their delicacy and softness.
A great wreath of rare roses was held upon this throne, as if it had been taken from the role of the king of spring. And you look at it shining in the light with its enchanting beauty, a glow that seems to you that the rays of the sun that brought this rose are still attached to it, and you see it blooming with majesty, as if he realized that in his office he was a symbol of a new human kingdom, made up of generous newlyweds, he was pampered, as if he knew that he alone among those beautiful faces represented the face of the rose.
Two chairs were placed on the throne, the color of gold shining upon them, and they were covered with a green pattern, whose radiance shone with the human beings, so that one would think that he too had received from these joyful hearts a touch. of their living joy.
And the hanging lamps hung from the throne, as if they were pearls created in heaven and not in the sea, so that they came from light, not from pearls. And there came a light of their own that when it was awake in the atmosphere of the bride, it illuminated the atmosphere and the hearts of all.
And the newlyweds came to the throne of roses, and sat on the seat of two planets whose borders are light and serenity. And the virgins came to behold the white silk as of the morning light, and then they stood around the throne, carrying in their hands energies of lilies, which of a fresh and living fragrant white, as if they were virgins with virgins, as if they carried in their hands the pure meanings of their hearts. These hearts they were with lamps and other lamps in their laughing light.
And she climbed the steps of the throne under my flower goddess and under the feet of the newlyweds, a little girl like a white flower carrying her childhood, and from the whole throne she was like a diamond hanging from the middle of the knot, and she made her face the whole flower in a full and beautiful way, so that without her it seems as if she was an exasperated rage that did not want to be seen.
A stream of childhood dreams emanated from her eyes in her eyes, making the place with those she was in it had the soul of a child that was a new pleasure.
And she was sitting in a poetry session, representing the happy and innovative life of her watch, which had no past in our world.
And if a creative person was fascinated by making a statue of pure intention, and it was brought in place, and taken in place by the similarity and the problems of the matter.