As I lay there,
And gaze into the white sky,
Mind adrift,
Soul intact.
What be her condition,
Safe and fulfilled?
I hope.. I yearn..
To see is to reach the point of ecstasy,
To touch.. heaven.
I think of thee my love,
And my thoughts overpower me,
Weakened,
Yet full of life.
I toil on the circumference of love,
I fall helpless at its foot.
White sky,
Purity be She..
My dear Lady.
And gaze into the white sky,
Mind adrift,
Soul intact.
What be her condition,
Safe and fulfilled?
I hope.. I yearn..
To see is to reach the point of ecstasy,
To touch.. heaven.
I think of thee my love,
And my thoughts overpower me,
Weakened,
Yet full of life.
I toil on the circumference of love,
I fall helpless at its foot.
White sky,
Purity be She..
My dear Lady.
7 comments:
wow- wish i could write like that, kewl blog
lovely :)
beautiful...
"Every artist was first an amateur"
U know exactly what thats aimed at Mak:) Masha'Allah u have true talent. Im speechless. Truly inspirational :)
Cant wait to read more
"Every artist was first an amateur"
U know exactly what thats aimed at Mak:) Masha'Allah u have true talent. Im speechless. Truly inspirational :)
:)
evocative imagery.
I love white white white.
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