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Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path
Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path
Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path
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Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path

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In "Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path," readers are invited on a lyrical journey through the delicate interplay of nature and emotion. This collection captivates with its vivid imagery and profound reflections, weaving together threads of longing, transcendence, and the cyclical dance of life. Each poem explores the haunting beauty of moments c

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Release dateDec 27, 2024
ISBN9789908170022
Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path

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    Falling Beneath the Rainwoven Path - Kaido Väinamäe

    Gazing into the Waters of Yesterday

    In the stillness of the stream,

    Reflections dance in quiet gleam.

    Memories whisper from the shore,

    Echoes of laughter, tales of yore.

    Beneath the surface, shadows play,

    Fleeting moments drift away.

    Grains of sand, a timeless embrace,

    Carrying the dreams we chase.

    Ripples tell of joy and pain,

    Love once lost, but still remains.

    Time like water slips on by,

    Underneath the endless sky.

    Sunset hues on tranquil waves,

    A tapestry of memories it saves.

    Glimmers of hope in each caress,

    Within the depths, we still confess.

    As twilight falls, the waters gleam,

    A portal to the past, a dream.

    We gaze into the depths so wide,

    Finding solace with each tide.

    Enigmas in the Midnight Downpour

    In shadows deep where raindrops fall,

    The tales of night begin to call.

    Whispers linger in the air,

    Secrets hidden everywhere.

    Each drop a murmur, softly spun,

    Reflecting dreams of everyone.

    Beneath the stars, a dance unfolds,

    In liquid rhythm, life retolds.

    Through puddles forming, wishes seep,

    In midnight's thrall, the world’s asleep.

    Yet mysteries bloom as waters blend,

    The rain may fall, but dreams transcend.

    The Essence of Life in Each Drop.

    Each droplet glistens, pure and bright,

    Carrying whispers of morning light.

    A world revived with every fall,

    Nature’s heartbeat, life’s own call.

    Together they gather, a sparkling sea,

    Nurturing roots of the steadfast tree.

    In gardens lush, their magic flows,

    The essence of life, in silence, grows.

    From the sky to earth, they journey far,

    Binding past and future, like a star.

    In every drop, the stories steep,

    A promise held in the cradle of deep.

    Whispers of the Drifting Clouds

    Above the world, soft voices weave,

    In puffs of white, they start to leave.

    Carrying secrets from ancient tales,

    On gentle breezes, they ride the gales.

    Mysterious forms that shift and sway,

    Recalling dreams of yesterday.

    In twilight’s glow, they slowly roam,

    With whispers inviting us back home.

    They paint the sky as dusk unfolds,

    A canvas of stories yet untold.

    In every swirl, the heart can find,

    The echoes sweet of the wandering mind.

    Secrets in the Silver Torrent

    Through silver streams the currents glide,

    Holding secrets, hearts confide.

    In rippling whispers, tales diverge,

    A timeless flow where dreams emerge.

    The torrent knows the paths we tread,

    Every tear and joy we shed.

    In its embrace, we float along,

    A symphony, both soft and strong.

    With grace it dances over stone,

    A melody of water's moan.

    In hidden depths, our stories lie,

    Carried forth to the vast sky.

    The Dance of Mist and Memories

    In the dawn's soft light, they swirl,

    Whispers of time in a gentle twirl.

    Veils of shadow hug the ground,

    Echoes of laughter, a haunting sound.

    Fleeting glimpses through the haze,

    Moments lost in a wistful gaze.

    Remembered faces in a dream,

    Caught like silver in a stream.

    Breath of the forest, secrets unfold,

    Layers of stories quietly told.

    Each step dances through the gray,

    Memories linger, never stray.

    As the sun breaks, the mist withdraws,

    Leaving behind the silent applause.

    A ballet of time, both lost and found,

    In the silence, their grace resounds.

    Yet, the dance will always remain,

    In the heart where thoughts entertain.

    A tapestry woven with love and pain,

    The dance of mist will rise again.

    Liquid Veins of the Earth

    Rivers carve through rocky embrace,

    Liquid

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