- 1.Spring in the Tibetan Grasssland
- 2.[MUSICA MEDITAZIONE] Tibet - Relax New Age - Tibetan - Meditation Bells
- 3.Meditation
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Hello Carlos.
glad to be your friend, waving at you and happy New Year 2012.
Thank you Carlos. Happy New Year. A time for new Beginnings! Ginger
by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in p ensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils