By Novid Shaid, December, 2010
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Oh Lord,
I cling on to the rocks of your sacred path,
dangling
over
the
bottomless
abyss
of
my
capricious
soul, Continue reading
By Novid Shaid, December, 2010
.
Oh Lord,
I cling on to the rocks of your sacred path,
dangling
over
the
bottomless
abyss
of
my
capricious
soul, Continue reading
By Novid Shaid, 2005
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The limpid drops of purity
Seep through their hearts instilling certainty.
They rain down on the turbidity,
Which veils their hearts with all things sensory,