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    Paths of the Drizzle
    Paths of the Drizzle
    Paths of the Drizzle
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    Paths of the Drizzle

    By Liina Liblikas

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    "Paths of the Drizzle" invites readers on a transformative journey through the subtle beauty of nature and the complexities of human emotion. Each poem is a delicate ribbon, weaving together the gentle murmurs of rain and the profound reflections they evoke. In this enchanting collection, the authors explore themes of growth, healing, and c

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSwan Charm Publishing
    Release dateJan 12, 2025
    ISBN9789908186436
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      Paths of the Drizzle - Liina Liblikas

      Murmurs in the Mist

      Veils of grey cloak the early morn,

      A soft embrace, the day reborn.

      Silhouettes in swirling haze,

      Whispers dance in gentle ways.

      Footfalls hush, the world slows down,

      Mysteries weave through the town.

      Fingers trace the dampened air,

      Lost in thoughts, beyond compare.

      Foggy breaths entwine and twine,

      Dreamlike realms, both yours and mine.

      Each step speaks, a tale to weave,

      Murmurs call, in dreams believe.

      Nature's magic, hidden light,

      Shapes emerge, then fade from sight.

      Guided by a muted sound,

      In the mist, new worlds are found.

      As daylight breaks, the shadows fade,

      Yet in my heart, the whispers stayed.

      Murmurs linger, soft and sweet,

      In the mist, my soul's retreat.

      Serene Sojourns in the Shower

      Water glistens, a silken stream,

      Reflections shimmer, a waking dream.

      Warmth envelops, a gentle sigh,

      In this moment, let worries fly.

      Rain cascades like soothing balm,

      Each droplet sings, a tranquil psalm.

      With every splash, burdens wane,

      In watery worlds, we feel no pain.

      Soft shadows dance upon the wall,

      In harmony, they rise and fall.

      Time drips slowly, moments pause,

      In such stillness, I find my cause.

      Thoughts like clouds drift overhead,

      In the shower, dreams are fed.

      Between the drops, I'm free to roam,

      In the calm, I make my home.

      As currents ebb and gently flow,

      Serene sojourns, quietly glow.

      In the steam, I breathe anew,

      In this space, my spirit grew.

      Liquid Footprints on Faded Roads

      Footprints linger, wet and bright,

      Memories dance in fading light.

      Sidewalks shimmer, rain's embrace,

      Time stands still in this sacred space.

      Paths once trodden now erased,

      In each step, a tale is traced.

      Puddles reflect the skies above,

      In the silence, whispers of love.

      Trees bend low, their branches weep,

      Kisses of rain, secrets keep.

      Each droplet falls with purpose true,

      Marking trails that once we knew.

      Along these roads, the heart expands,

      In every shifting grain of sand.

      Liquid footprints, stories spun,

      In every storm, we are as one.

      As the sky turns dark and deep,

      I wander here, my thoughts to keep.

      On faded roads, where memories play,

      Liquid footprints guide my way.

      Whispers of Watered Ways

      In the hush where waters flow,

      Leaves dance softly, whispers low.

      Ripples echo in the night,

      Carrying dreams in silver light.

      Beneath the willows, shadows play,

      In the cool of dusk's ballet.

      Crickets sing a soothing song,

      Nature’s voice, an endless throng.

      Footprints fade on muddy trails,

      As the breeze tells lonely tales.

      Petals drift on streams so clear,

      Embracing every whispered fear.

      Glimmers of stars in twilight's breath,

      Reflecting life beyond of death.

      The water sings of love and loss,

      Flowing paths that never cross.

      So if you wander this gentle way,

      Listen close, let silence sway.

      For in the whispers, truth may lie,

      In the soft embrace of a twilight sigh.

      Trails of Gentle Rainfall

      Softly fall the raindrops sweet,

      Kissing earth beneath our feet.

      Each a note in nature's hymn,

      Where worries fade, and sorrows dim.

      Puddles gather in quiet pools,

      Reflecting skies and ancient rules.

      Children splash with joyful glee,

      In the dance of tranquility.

      Clouds adorn the sky like lace,

      Shading us with gentle grace.

      As whispering winds begin to play,

      Nature twirls in fresh bouquet.

      With every droplet, life renews,

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