A statue before the mirror,Wrinkles shiver, the soul’s gray hairs,Your image mocks me,The mirror takes fright in the eyes…Shards fall like stones,On the shadow of desires,Barren…
The Mirror




A statue before the mirror,Wrinkles shiver, the soul’s gray hairs,Your image mocks me,The mirror takes fright in the eyes…Shards fall like stones,On the shadow of desires,Barren…
The night swept me away along paths of communion, and my soul groaned from past sufferings, ... Communion swept me away, lost in mysterious corners pouring 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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