Eden Revived
Includes ‘Stardust’ | Poetic Music Movie
Enjoy watching! ‘Stardust’ by ‘Sofie Weber’:
In a world reborn, 'neath twilight's embrace,
Eden Revived, a sacred space.
Where nature's touch, with tender care,
Breathes life anew, through the perfumed air.
Amidst the verdant tapestry, colors blend,
Hues of hope, dreams ascend.
Where rivers wind, like veins of life,
Quenching thirst, soothing strife.
In Eden Revived, the sun and moon entwine,
Casting a glow, a celestial sign.
Dancing stars, a symphony bright,
Paint the canvas of the night.
Luminous blooms, with petals aglow,
Whisper tales of eons ago.
Their fragrance weaves, a timeless art,
Stirring echoes of a loving heart.
Through emerald canopies, creatures soar,
Boundless freedom, they adore.
With every wingbeat, a song they raise,
In praise of this revived, enchanted maze.
The ancient roots, the soil embrace,
A cradle for new life to grace.
From tender shoots to mighty trees,
Each branch reaches for the heavens with ease.
Eden Revived, a sanctuary's breath,
Where spirits mend, and souls find rest.
In this paradisal embrace,
Hope springs eternal, love's embrace.
As Eden Revives, forever thrives,
A testament to nature's lives.
In harmony, we find our place,
Amidst the beauty of this hallowed space.
About the Creator
Sofie Weber
Sofie is a writer and composer. She loves to write short stories, poetry and to play music to her lyrics. Sometimes she creates a dreamy poetic mini movie full of heart. ✨
‘Sofie Weber’ is a pseudonym under which I publish original work.
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Comments (1)
A beautiful, flowing and descriptive poem of a resurrection of paradise. There are so many beautiful lines... "Where rivers wind, like veins of life," .... "Dancing stars, a symphony bright, Paint the canvas of the night." Really exceptional. 💙Anneliese