Life
Life, my dear life
My only mother,
From a womb, i came from
from a treasure i cannot let go,
my love affair with the sun,
Like a body i cherished with the wind,
To race to the top of the hillsin breathless embrace,
Hapless withadorations and wonder,
A covenant, l sign with the stars
And a night compact with the moon
An affinity with no separation,
No terminations and end of contract,
How would it ever be preserve
In the face of time.?
When a lonely God with no conpassion, no scrupples,
Immune to prayers,
Deaf to language,
Arrainged otherwise, an unfair verdict,
How can dusts be our fate, ?
If i will forget the memories of the stars,
My face,
On the crystalwaters.
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