The desert of solitude is demanding purification and ramification.The lingering cry , the sobbing pain , the inertia of love is like a swirl , whirling in the ocean of ecstasy
CRASH !
The wine of reunion will be poured into the broken glass. The tavern will be populated with the shades of beloved.
DANCE !
Swindles round body were whirled, being unbinded: ... The trickling pain blood from each inch of glass is knocking , Robb off the cloak ....
The Sky Lark
Lark is sitting on tree , waiting for nightingale ,
O ` sweet melodious voice
Sing for lark ,
make love an arch
Flight
Heaven witnessed the flight of bird
