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by Hind Boujghagh, December 4, 2017

The skies, countless galaxies alive,
Dancing the music of the one Love,
Shining to perfect the final carving.

In that note is found the root wisdom,
Some have named guidance,
Speaking pure words in silence.

There, souls tire of the form,
Thus cease to follow the map,
Shape new paths in the dark.

Eden is found in the eyes of those,
Who dwell in the palace of no resistance,
Among them do I seek, the beloved.

Written: November 2017
Tags: Emotions Life Love Passion Romantic Spiritual

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