The Eve of the year
THE EVE OF THE YEAR
There is a rise of a new dawnA cry with a broad smile
The dawn that lies between the eyes of nature
Whereas my thoughts flow through my cells
As my words are imprisoned in my brain
Dark patches fall into my eyes
Yet, I see clearly as the glassy sea surface
The former has carried away my fears
From my cloudy sight
Flooded from the rains as tears under my eyes
And the latter yields the fruits of my vine
May GOD pour out my cup of tea
Set my table without my enemies flee
And set the sun on my table for me
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