Without sight of the root,
That flower sways in the night breeze,
Like a bird flying towards the invisible moon.
Into the night, that white flower speaks,
In bliss, I bless Her Bird-Flower Self.
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Hey Luqman!
great site. i am glad to know that my blog inspired to make one. its beautiful. the use of graphics are very aesthetic. keep it up!
wasaalam.
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