I would rather have eyes that cannot see; ears that cannot hear; lips that cannot speak, than a heart that cannot love

Ardent flower of the east
Whose scent calms my deepest fear
Your austere beauty surrounded by mist
Whose stem embraces me near


Oh! Serene plate above the sky
Whose smile satisfies my soul
Your light of total lunacy-
Whose sight heals the wounds of fate


Oh! Angel of faithfulness
Whose wings fulfill my fantasy
Your simplicity of banished sadness
Whose heart takes me to pure ecstacy

Please Come Back..