It Felt Love
How Did the rose Ever open its heart
And give to this world All its Beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light Against its Being,
Otherwise, We all remain
Too
Frightened.
Hafiz
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In your light
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest, Where no one sees you,
But sometimes I do, And that sight becomes this art.
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