He’s a thief

He steals  the sea’s  pearls, and the earth’s gold bangles  and  leaves  them   flowers instead . He told me that people kill to grow  gold, but they won’t kill  each other to grow flowers.

He steals  the river’s joyful ripple to heal the  rusty souls.He told me that nothing could rival a song sung by a river infatuated  with life.

He steals all evil thoughts and  cast on them love spells. He told me ,only  magic can wipe them out,the magic of  human touch.

He steals mountain’s highness .He told me it will teach man to never yield.

Written by arabian roses

Advertisements

Your comment is a treasured gift

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s