Stillness of night,
The world sleeps, its quiet:
Just my soul stirring.
simply priceless...that feeling is indeed a preciously liberating one when you find no watchful being but God watching over you..the soul does indeed stir!
hhhmmm softness you shared, soul wanders at night for the one love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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