I like the subtle fresh green budding frome the branches of the tree--the emissary of spring, leading in the dawn...
I like the subtle flow of cloud that makes the sky seem even more vast, blue and immense...
I like the subtle wind. In spring, it steals a kiss on my cheek; in autumn, it gently touches my face; in summer, it brings in cool sweet smell; in winter, it carries pleasantly dry and cold...
I like the subtle taste lf tea that last long after a sip. The subtle bittter is wgat it is meant to be...
I like the subtle friendship that does not hold people together. Instead, an occasional greeting spreads our longings far beyond...
I like the subtle longing for a friend, when I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of the past...
Love should also be subtle, without enslaving the ones fallen into her arms. Not a bit less nor a bit more...
Subtle friendship is true; subtle greetings are enough; subtle love is tender; subtle longing is deep; subtle sishes come from the bottom of your heart...
from English Digest |
