The Scarlet Rose
In the garden of the universe,A rose,
Solitary,
Emanating perfumes and colors...
She weaves the wind's attire,
Braids the sun's tresses
and in her palm all the stars slumber.
Her name is....
Surely,
She is my beloved....!
Poetry by munir mezyed
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Written on 2006-12-28 at 10:43
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