The Most Lucent Face Poem by Liza Sud

The Most Lucent Face



And yet she was anxious, if she could upset Him,
  The most Lucent Face, while she walked in the mist?
  And didn't confess all, not all that God gave her,
  When she was in body on the earth of sins? !

Saturday, October 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: translation
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Paul Brookes 13 December 2016

A very mystical write enjoyed its essence

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