Hark, O beloved,
for the way
the river flows,
singing a mystical song,
rustling the reeds along,
and the way
the wind caresses
the earth,
stirring the leaves
in an eternal bliss,
and the way
the sun
chases the moon,
that is the way,
O beloved,
that my heart
beats for you,
feels for you
and
lives for you.
Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 7:57 AM UTC
Hark, O beloved,
for the way
the river flows,
singing a mystical song,
rustling the reeds along,
and the way
the wind caresses
the earth,
stirring the leaves
in an eternal bliss,
and the way
the sun
chases the moon,
that is the way,
O beloved,
that my heart
beats for you,
feels for you
and
lives for you.
