The Blossoms of Spring

davidsmith208
Feb 19, 2018
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Although All the world sees in the Brown winter is dreariness, I only see the blossoms of spring, Because in my heart are the pretty brown eyes of a women The dull worries of capitalist, landowners and speculators don't phase me because I collect the interest without the capital. In the center of emptiness I fill myself up. A sweet nectar is seeping into my brain. Soon I will not even see the thoughts of others. My attack on God's gate is aggressive, beginning with the malicious murder of my desires. I follow an offbeat crowd - Nanak, Kabir, Rumi, Attar, Hafez. DS Poem jan 22 2015

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