Escaping call - refugee voice. Your sound is silent. Not to hear - imperceptibly only!
Your on thought in to the morning light - happy through the back Hall.
Sounds very gently and without pride - if the splendour of the sun shines.
Dance your shadow from the old days, happily up and down - is the light of my soul, never quite broken – it heralds!
On sunny days when the birds enjoy, and the whole Sadeq the creator services, - is a reunion - as was the first act although the dance of the sweet scents, in another place is spreading!
Rarely, the reputation deeply penetrates your loyal oath at the gate, gently exploring to,