I prostrate every morning, when there is that beauty, does grief take a prisoner?🌸🌸

Who gets tired of beauty when God loves us in that beautiful face,While the heart of heaven is beauty, isn’t it enough that I see it in you?πŸŒΈπŸŒΈπŸ’›

O our king, who reigns on the throne of beauty, which seat will resist this self-sacrificing love?πŸŒΈπŸŒΈπŸ’›

What is the use of love unless love is fair?Is this fairy who lives in the land of love unrecognizable, my angel with the eyes of mercy?πŸŒΈπŸ’›πŸŒΈπŸ’–

Every soul has its own home in it, peace be upon those who move to the land of love,🌸🌸🌸🌸

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