FallingA Poem by Igor G. BalatskyEach time I hear the sound of a falling leaf from the old chestnut-tree in my backyard I think neither of the principles of celestial mechanics nor the law of terrestrial gravitation nor even salvation of my sinful soul - I actually don't think at all: I am simply listening
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3 Reviews Added on February 20, 2012 Last Updated on February 22, 2012 Tags: autumn, instant, life, transience, vers libre Author
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