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Nazand Begikhani
Deliverance
Deliverance
Deliverance
My body is quiet as a fall of snowmy spirit, a stream
I remember those who passed by here once
crossed the line of light in the sky
and never came back again
I remember them and meditate on the grandeur of the sun
I remember them and listen to the wonder of the breeze
I remember them and touch the silence of the stone
I remember them and I can see my pain turn into a ball of cotton
blown away on the wind
© 2006, Nazand Begikhani
From: Bells of Speech
Publisher: Ambit Books, London
From: Bells of Speech
Publisher: Ambit Books, London
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Deliverance
My body is quiet as a fall of snowmy spirit, a stream
I remember those who passed by here once
crossed the line of light in the sky
and never came back again
I remember them and meditate on the grandeur of the sun
I remember them and listen to the wonder of the breeze
I remember them and touch the silence of the stone
I remember them and I can see my pain turn into a ball of cotton
blown away on the wind
From: Bells of Speech
Deliverance
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