In my heart and soul blow, ...
The winds of ecstasy divine,
A good news for me, ...
...from the Spirit divine,
A successful voyage...
...it promises to me, ...
...to the realm where shall greet me, ...
...the holy light and the beautiful houris, ...
...singing the melodies sweet...
...in the blissful garden of eternity,
There, where the roaring running brook...
...falls back into the ocean still, ...
...from where the brook had started, ...
...when man with all beautiful things...
...was created for eternity,
Who knows the brook might flow...
...along its circular path again!
Mykoul
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