So long has the airs of heaven,breathe as heavily
time thats beyond,is not as forgiving,
so long as thy craves,as long time has faded,
so long has hatred being evoked,
rose dumped in exile,price of a true word seen cheap,
And often is thy thirst,
thirst,and upon where thy shall not consume,
a drop of rose bud,gazes at eternity,
shall thy find it,where?
In thy beholds this glowing fire,
of thirst is burning,
quenching is all,of which time is frozen,
as before sun glows in the early-east,
as after sun fades in the far-west,
so far man can see,further is its rose,
in realm of souls,once it wasnt,
departed since time of beyond,
return it shall.
For as long as man is bounded by trust and hope,
longer will thy consume its pain,
which makes thy love more strong,
To love,
-mankinds greatest gift-
In GOD I trust.
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