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apparently last night's epi didnt have anything. all of us said that was mostly about bidaii !
but when i saw that i had pity on Avita very much then i started playing my violin suddenly my thought flew to the love land & remembered all that was happened B/W them from Lall mandhi till now & i'v been written a poem in Persian( my native language) & i translated to English . i want to share my feeling with u all.
love meant.....
When love beckons to you ,follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may would you
And when he speak to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your groW*H so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire,that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast...
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but when i saw that i had pity on Avita very much then i started playing my violin suddenly my thought flew to the love land & remembered all that was happened B/W them from Lall mandhi till now & i'v been written a poem in Persian( my native language) & i translated to English . i want to share my feeling with u all.
love meant.....
When love beckons to you ,follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may would you
And when he speak to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your groW*H so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire,that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast...
if you like, don't forget to press like😊
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