Saturday, February 26, 2011

Morning

The morn wakes up with the sun... Life prevails over death when the Angels come... It's sweeter than the honey comb... The wings heal the wind and calm the ocean... Sleep no more... Arise... Feel the new air, a popular advice from those who are wise... It's the knowledge and the power... Beyond any limit, higher than towers... It's your rush hour... Just take a bathe in this divine shower... Blessings and the healings, The soother gets the feeling... Pain and envy gone...Come here at this time... Witness blessings of God...

2 comments:

  1. i want say something... i can't. Why? Because you said all...

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  2. Wow its beautiful

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