Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Peace be upon to falling brothers.
Peace be upon to shaken mothers.
May heavenly peace fall upon those in agony,
those buried in hell, looking above with despair.
Peace be upon the man I scolded,
whom I mistakenly forgot was my brother.
He too looks at empty skies, and thinks,
`may peace fall upon me'.
I see how my joy is fragile.
I fade away more every time I am separated from it.
May it be an unshakable beam of light!
on which I will rest forever.
Separated from joy, I know one day that will be no more.
For bliss pervades my body more and more.
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