Dyckia encholirioides flowers against the perfect Spring sky.
Life itself is the great miracle.
Nothing reminds me of God with such a success.
Where am I?
Why this doubting? I am in Paradise!!!!
I just feel sorry I can can´t take you here, now...
This flowers exudes such a wonderful perfume...
All the bees are here..all the joy of life... its is Spring.
My garden has music! Birds singing, insects buzzing, permed breeze...balmy breeze.
All Gods are here, all of them...they came to get energy, renew, turn better yet...
Nothing reminds me of God with such a success.
Where am I?
Why this doubting? I am in Paradise!!!!
I just feel sorry I can can´t take you here, now...
This flowers exudes such a wonderful perfume...
All the bees are here..all the joy of life... its is Spring.
My garden has music! Birds singing, insects buzzing, permed breeze...balmy breeze.
All Gods are here, all of them...they came to get energy, renew, turn better yet...
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