quinta-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2012

The Princess ( in the night )


Walking into the forest...
Having a cold night beside her as a faithful friendIn her eyes,a tear...
In hear heart,a determination...Pray to the return of your beloved prince...
Between the trees,she cries ( bathed by moonlight ) by the owner of his love...
The war thats plagues this beautiful land separeted your  hearts...
He's on the battlefield,fighting agains the enemies to ensure the liberty of his reign,but the peace only came to your soul when he remembers his princess...
To heal his heart hurt,the princess pray to the Supreme Lord :
"Bring peace and comfort to me, oh Celestial Father !Only you can destroy the sorrow and dreppesion existing in me. That your angels fighting with my beloved in this battle and,if possible, that  kiss him again...All praises to You Lord ! "...
Going to the castle,she raise her eyes to the stars and contampling the beauty of the bright stars...
"The promise of the return of my prince is real" she said...
And,finally,the tears are dried and your heart renewed...
Now,the princess awaits ( to one more time) fell the presence of her beloved prince by your side...



By Márllon Matos

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