When you knock,you expect someone to opena door.And youquietly and openlystep inside.The architectof this world:Love,when it joins hearts.
The Essence




When you knock,you expect someone to opena door.And youquietly and openlystep inside.The architectof this world:Love,when it joins hearts.
The day is for whispering and the night for other work… It passes in games and amusement Pleasures never tire you out.
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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