A Rosa Luna became
One night he heard:
A grandparent
told him a girl at the break
but no matter
call you my soul if you will. The moon
silence of the moon
his candor.
Those who do not know
always given them love.
I'm like a father to whom nobody wants to hear, and when
has been
everyone wants to consult. Among
they sent me,
including me stay.
Who decides when and where
I'll never know.
He told me,
He commanded me, and you
obedient
I tell you the way I taught. Mil
poets sang you and the shine of your face, but they did not notice
sun that you sent them
reflect light.
who believes that light has
never understood love,
he that hath not the emanate
of Being.
Without knowing who was really me you loved with a love unbroken
because it never started, which always begins
just what is not, has no end, the love
there is love without a boundary.
The moon may feel great love because she is
who knows who is God the creator,
And this is bigger than my Great Lord.
He and I are the same.
it to me in the moonlight
said once that God
my soul was the soul of my Love,
and love that never ends at Luna
turned, and rose
and reflects the light of the Great Lord.
unbroken
With a love that never began, which always begins
just so no, no end
love that there is love without a boundary. S.
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