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My Love is a warm,

Secure moment

With simple meanings of complacency

I meet my love in shadowy echoes of the past

We pass each other every time,

unless I look into his eyes

I am deaf and blind

My Love will never know

The true picture

When he veils his face

Framed in the window

Behind his doubts and fears

In my deepest conscious

I feel his presence

Resent his invisible mood

If he cannot stand tall visible

To claim his heart

Conforms his love

And dive again in my eyes

I will fly the globe

Like a blue bird

Spreading hope

Singing for lovers

Longing for my Beloved

Keeping my hands on the shelf

For him to hold

Like two souls mate-sealed by fate

I will bear him as he is

Even if he arrives homeless








Author's Notes/Comments: 

{Whoever sees that sun says, "He is alive," and whoever sees only the window says,
"He is dying." He has veiled our origin in that cup of pain and joy.Within our core we are pure all the rest is dregs.} ("By Rumi, Fountain of Fire")

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©14 July 2003 - 9:13am — elham
13 August 2003 - 11:29am — asaihati
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Dear 'Elham Abdullmohsin'

Greetings from here loaded with great thanks for the wonderful feeling you put me in,

I could not really wait tell time comes to be free to get deep knowing who by reading you in your words and feeling your feelings.

Dear 'Elham Abdullmohsin'

The fist I had selected is how is love move in your vanes and what are the reaction of your,
I had selected this portion of this poem and seems your far away from your beloved one, which make you put your hands on the shelf for him to get it at the time he accept the offer, the other point that caught my fancy is when you stretch your self trying to be in the same level of highness, there is a deep meaning in it as I see it goes,

In my deepest conscious
I feel his presence
Resent his invisible mood
If he cannot stand tall visible
To claim his heart
Conforms his love
And dive again in my eyes
I will fly the globe

How nice traveling in the divine of love

Like a blue bird
Spreading hope
Singing for lovers

With longing to a touch

Longing for my Beloved
Keeping my hands on the shelf
For him to hold

Wonderful feeling to accept the love is it is, which really match forgetting the differences of live accessories

Like two soul mate sealed by fate
I will bear him as he is
Even if he arrives homeless

You imagination makes the pic as real as it is

Very glad to read you soul and feeling dear

'Elham Abdullmohsin'

I will be close to you where ever you are,

Wishes and regards