Sep 2018
I hear the voice of the voiceless.
I see the face of the faceless.
People say I am a raving madman
for I kiss upon the passing breeze
thinking of it as your feet.
© Ali Ashraf
I see the face of the faceless.
People say I am a raving madman
for I kiss upon the passing breeze
thinking of it as your feet.
© Ali Ashraf
Just my interpretation of how divine manifestation or beatific vision would be and how it would effect the individual.
(24/M/Pakistan)
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