The islet with antique castle
The knights are preparing for a battle
To defend their kingdom from hassle
A blood compact to unite and settle.
A fogy dawn and freezing
With colorful garden blooming
And the bush branches are dancing
While the river current is rushing.
As the prince is walking around
Inhaling the fresh air breeze that surround
Hearing the natures’ sound
Feeling free and unbound.
Made by ordinary hands are like illusions
And are temporary solutions
But a Divine Creator with his creations
Are eternal and without destructions.
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