Since the absence of the sun
in the slats of the chest
Chanting with my utmost feeling,
cheer and improvise
From the role of pureness is
committed to silent stage
weaknesses is in shoulder and not
weakness in his headquarters
If you say the word it is felt, it is the paradise "
The silent silence travels to heaven with free twigs
"...If you say the word it is felt..."
nice line, what poets want to happen when they write :D