A bird is flying,
But I see only the flight in itself,
The movement.
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Between the eyelids, Only pain can be continuously crushed And transformed into tears. 10
Life's course was too much Too bad for them. Reward within reach But too far to grab. Compliments to you.
'I understand, in a second, My love for you. It is a relic of a feeling, Slipped into that place from where the white bird Collapsed, Like the soul from the moment to eternity.' Very nice.
Between the eyelids, Only pain can be continuously crushed And transformed into tears. Between the saints, Only God gathers perfect feelings, Our feelings, That makes us capable to reach Him. interspersed with profound sufistic embellishments...
I can see that you are deeply in love... 10+