The threshold of the house cracked,the flower and grass dried up,for twenty years a tear has dripped,the tear, a river of longing!
The Tear




The threshold of the house cracked,the flower and grass dried up,for twenty years a tear has dripped,the tear, a river of longing!
I clamber to the stars today, in deep thickets, I seek Troy, I play with my childhood, at the springs I cool my chest. strangely, on a ruined path, the wolf demands…
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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