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Nature Of Things Fascinate Me
Nature of things fascinate me
I just think and move on
Stopping shall be a grave mistake
I walk along dusty dreamy ways
Pale...kissing...faint sunshine
Oaks amidst reed
Flowery beds
Sweet smelling spring
Trespassed beauty without a glance
Heartless not I am
Nor blind of sense or taste
Nor Lack I words of praise
That shall fill your heart with delight
Bliss ever
Master's creation...
Not that amuses me not...
Not that I love him ever more
Not that visage of miracle of thy creation has worn a thick veil before me
But life calls
To stay shall be, too grave a mistake...
poem
by
Lama Abbas
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