Blush at the Day
Colors the Breeze
Flowers that walk along the breeze. Set to emerge their flaming colors of arrangements. Gathering momentum inside buds. The nourishing scent of earth and sky. Colors the breeze. Our needs. Such solitude amongst nature. A roaring return. To happiness. © Susy Kamber Song Selection Idé Weré Weré Deva Premal
2025
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Your Soft Breath
Come little soul, lay not your clothes down resting before eternity prescribes a place. Awaken and listen little soul, so that spoken words have meaning, so that what is seen is alive, so that the body exists as a human being, so that what you are joined with is complete. Come little soul, come back to us. Your soft breath is needed. Copyright © Susy Kamber Song Selection - Benjamin Amaru - My Perception Of Love (Full Visual)
2025
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Blush at the Day
Filled flowers found on a hillside. Absolute containment spread out freely. As though one had finally realized how to venture that love is within. Sweet the day heads into the night. As laughter rolls down the curves of the earth and raindrops touch each other in their reflections. Oh that the night may blush at the day. The wonders of both. Forever I say. Copyright, Susy Kamber
2025
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