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Mystic whispers of night

Mysticism

By Zeenat Published about a year ago • 1 min read

A pious heart, a divine soul,

I know of someone heavenly pure,

I see him not…yet I love him.

I know him not...yet I trust him.

Oh, you who are present!

Come quick! Make this place heaven.

For you, I shall wait…

Every second…every day…

For you, I shall pray…

With every breath I take…

Yet all this is not enough.

For his being is beyond us…

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    Written by Zeenat