Like The Suns - Her Eyes Are Shining Poem by Liza Sud

Like the suns - her eyes are shining
Red and fresh are her lips
and you gleam with a morning passion
purity of the spring.

I like that you are so joyful
And have a fresh view of the world
And your deep voice - awards me,
still resounds in me the whole.

The world is moving in Antinomies
When God gets into their canoe
And then casts out in a scream
of baby's body that came down.

And as the stars shines the reason
the soul rises in fogs
And then - God repeats all
and the end - it will never have.