Merry Christmas
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for the sake of love
A Bridal Song I. The golden gates of Sleep unbar Where Strength and Beauty, met together, Kindle their image like a star In a sea of glassy weather! Night, with all thy stars look down,– Darkness, weep thy holiest dew,– Never smiled the inconstant moon On a pair so true. Let eyes not see their…
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laughing at the word two
Laughing at the Word Two Only That Illumined One Who keeps Seducing the formless into form Had the charm to win my Heart. Only a Perfect One Who is always Laughing at the word Two Can make you know Of Love. This poem is by Hafiz as translated by Daniel Ladinksy in The Gift
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