Love, gently moves towards me, as a newborn faith.....
It's expectation, inspiring me to dare reach out there....
Why captive of these mountains still am I?....
A day a year, was all the freedom availed.
A last wish to Love I made,
Some Trabzon soil and mill water suf ice today.
More's to come, Love said, keep your hope upright.
Finally we met, while free again. Face to face, eyes to eyes,
soulful times.....
Though no longer captive of those mountains I am,
The contrasting significance of bees, ants and insects remains
to understand,
Do not hurt, do not harm, be gentle as Love in Life......
Âşık Fedai
Kayıt Tarihi : 26.3.2022 19:28:00
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