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Battered windows dissolving into shattered light.
Safe haven midst the rainbow bright.
Cradled in the arms of welcoming night.
Awakened by the moon, beckoning.
Mysteries await.

The seven colors spectrum is the senses
Nourishes the need and desire
Like a prism, it passes through every heart
Leaving the lights of absolution
Windward and crystalline.

Sulaiman Mohd Yusof

Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.”
Jalaluddin Rumi

 

I wake, and moonbeams play around my bed,
Glittering like hoar-frost to my wandering eyes;
Up towards the glorious moon I raised my head,
Then lay me down — and thoughts of home arise.
Quiet Night Thoughts
Li Bai (701 -762 CE)

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