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O’ my flower bloom for me, I tarry here for me to see,
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Your colour; so rich and clear, like the cool Spring morning air.
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My blindness is a macabre mask, which keeps me wary of my task,
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This I ask, O’ flower so, let me see to remove my woe, though it
pains me to let go. -
O’ my flower your petals declare, a most horrible ware, as I did fear
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My heart is wrenching me back to slumber, an inertial plunder.
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Show me a sign O’ flower do, so I can come back to sit with you.
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My gratitude to you as you blossom, I now feel a freshness in my
bosom. -
What wondrous colours my flower you are showing me now?
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I am in flight with the sight of thou,
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Now I see as my flora is enclosed in me,
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In full bloom with the light it does shine, now I can make my
journey to the Divine.
Re: O' my flower bloom for me
amazing.
Mash Allah, very nice thought here for the Al mighty.