Sunday, February 11, 2007

My companion

Those who have left. Those to come.
Our paths crossed once before. Yet to cross again.
By (the Token of) Time (through the ages), Verily Man is in loss, Except such as have
Faith, and do righteous deeds, and (join together) in the
mutual teaching of Truth, and of Patience and
Constancy. Those righteousness of my glory
days. Gone, but merely memories
thinking of you my dear sis.
In that cage which is
only too small to
hold your

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

beautiful in words and thoughts.