My flight should be yours the consequence of my hatred ...
Sitting in an eternal landscape of sand resting and observing t...
In whithering trees singing their song I did pity the teres...
I dream of trees and orchids in scarlet spheres...
Sometimes silence tortures the ...
Cold dark stone covered with rustling branches ivy w...
Oh what a pleasent silence dominated the thought...
Here under the calm branches of...
And while my little friend the nightingale ...
The lonely grey wolf s pelt shi...
