[] The Heart that Forgives []
By asaihati
[] The Heart that Forgives [] Thought, Burning in your identity, And Wonders of your stability, you made me, forget some tracks of sand in my footsteps. Went thru. My aims, My astray, And, My perch, and My stability, In my sights and my hearing ability, In my dismissing In my…all…? Of me From witch tree you came? From witch field comes the black gold, And shined among days, and lightened out the floor. Your welcome any time, its your home Window you entered from, and sat on my desk, Like the bird, Lead by the longing, You landed, with no attention, and no look is paid, Reminding me, of every little pit, the forgetting of my footsteps, My aims, My astray, And, My perch, sights and my hearing ability, and, In my dismissing In my…all…? Of me paying it to your goodness, Without you being near, Thought, Burning in your identity, Forgive the heart and the soul and came to me for you, -----------------------------------------------} --------------------------------} --------------} Sun of Sa Written September 16th, 2001 © on Sep 15 2001 07:28 PM PST, ِِAli M.AlSaihati 0 • 13
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