More on my cloud motif

Mar 30, 2009 21:06

These must be joyful tears of gentle rain
for when as-Shams does follow in your train
the glimmering arches of ribbons form.

These vapor arcs bedeck your misty veil
are hard to reach, I stretch, to no avail;
for they, like you, were never in my grasp.

poetry

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ex_ciannait March 31 2009, 18:17:23 UTC
I miss you Baba.

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phoenix2me March 31 2009, 21:18:02 UTC
Shams, even? ::sad face::

Your words, like you, are so beautiful.

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evil_baron April 1 2009, 01:38:57 UTC
As-Shams is the Sun in Arabic, as the moon is al-Qamar.

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