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| Some gathering of roses in the shape of a heart... by Cristina Colombo |
Why...? Love asks.
Why are you
standing?
I was
anticipating your arrival, love.
Why are you
praying?
I knew you
would be listening, love.
Why are you
forgetful?
I knew you
would still remember, love.
Why are you
flying?
I am not
flying, love.
It is this
world that is falling away beneath my feet.
Why is the
world falling away?
For this world
cannot bear the reality
Of your love
for me and my love for you, love.
…………………………..
And why was I unwell? I caught a sickness from my son, Mikhail. But he is better already and I am back, alhamdulillah. Thank you for waiting, sunshine.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way
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