My Beloved said
When, my dearest one, you were asleep,
sleeping in Myself, I came to you
and looked into your mirror
to see whom I might see
and when you wake,
then you will see My breath
still moist upon
that mirror.
I like R, u, mi,1. But this one is also a breath of life. Thank you Michael.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
god, and this was so gorgeous up until the 'mirror of your heart' in the last bit. i wonder if you couldn't clean the cheese out of it. i mean, the rest of this poem is pure wow. Jake