For Lala Kratohvil- USA
The whispers beneath the pillow stuffed,
With the peacock feathers and those of neon goose
The dreams I see; Angel in Blue rays came out of your Soul
Are pampering my subtle pastel ocher skin; for
Now I see only light with the echoes from the broken Crystals ; and
The smells of fresh Iodine, Resin, and breeze of the emerald Vetyver
I can; now say and sing the miracles of the world to pass; and
I may now hope the embrace of the multi-color wings of Seraph
I can now invite and host the banquet for all those in Love; and
I can; now rest and find rest in your Miracle my Lord; they call
It Human but who cares for them as they don’t care for themselves
And I can; now rejoice the being for there is no other to…
Fahredin Shehu
September 2011
Prishtina
Kosovo
2 comments:
Welcome dear Heart and the pure one
NUN
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