Sunday, April 23, 2017

Your great heart

(717)  Tomar saunge mor paricay

With You my acquaintance is
A tale of not just two or four ages.[1]
It's not enscribed in history;
No one knows the story.

The first year arrived;
The first rains appeared.
Pleasure smiled, having received
The kindness of Your mind.

Nectar entered the first flower;
The moon's face shone with the fun.
A gentle breeze came in, bearing
The exuberance of joy's attainment,
The tenderness of Your great heart.

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