This Breath, Door of my Heart,
Open wide,
I keep for Thee.
There will be no more breaths
All too soon
And I shall,On that last one,
Come to Thee,My Beloved One.
My Urs is Thine,To schedule,
Sweet, among my days.
For now, lead me to liveThy Fullness this day
That at last, I shall have no regrets
To leave this shell
To freely fly again.
Truly, this wedding is bliss
Beyond comparison's knowing.
Truly, weep not, for Shams;
He is walking with The Beloved One.
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http://noospherelights.ning.com
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