Over the greenall-encompassingunsparinglythe rays pour down.We two arelike suckling lambs.We feel no wearinessfrom the caresses.
Tirelessness




Over the greenall-encompassingunsparinglythe rays pour down.We two arelike suckling lambs.We feel no wearinessfrom the caresses.
You are the flame that consumes me. I am the candle. If you love me, do not let me commit “harakiri”. If I am lost, you are lost too. Alas!
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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