Matronæ Gaia
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Spring suggests revival.
Living colours manage the forests.
The gentle breeze invades the lungs.
Soak the green force.
The burning strength of the sun
that frees the water of the wind's cold prision.
Warm yourself in the transformation's fire
of the creator power of great Mother Earth.
The green spirits of the trees silently
pass through the haze swamps of dawn.
The green spirits of the trees silently
dancing by creation's music sound.
The pressage bird flies over the mystic lands.
Its big wings touch immensity,
revealing that life never ends...
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