Art. Poetry. AI.
No butter or eggs Flour, oil, water and salt Vegan pie crust made
gipsi
Fresh water falls down From the clouds to the ocean Cycle of life flows
Harvest moon shines bright Earth is warm and in danger We must save our home
Turkish coffee brews Dark, rich, and aromatic A sip of heaven
Kombucha elixir Brewing life in a bottle Drink and feel alive
Fig tree knows secrets Of Adam, Dionysus, Buddha Gives us harmony
A secret garden Where I plant my dreams and prayers My sacred space blooms
Sun, rain, wind, and flowers I love my English garden It makes me happy
Love, a gentle breeze, Whispers secrets through the trees, Hearts dance with such ease.
Persian rug of dreams Woven with colours and knots A song of the past
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