SPIRIT ON THE LAKE
It is there that I saw
On a soft spring day
Wandering over the water
The moving mirror
Of a rose in the wind
It is there that I heard
Under a gentle sky
The clamor of a heart
Free and triumphant
Filling the evening air
Visions and echoes
Dressed in mysteries
No longer linger
Wishing that one day soon
You'll come a little closer!
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