Exquisite laughter!
Heaven sings with purple rapture.
The desert weeps of lonesome ecstasy.
Might not the sun regard the agony
Heaven sings with purple rapture.
The desert weeps of lonesome ecstasy.
Might not the sun regard the agony
Of it's hopeful resurrection?
The ocean's dew drops!
Help! Alas!
A red rose lingers in steaming water.
Then comes freedom.
The ocean's dew drops!
Help! Alas!
A red rose lingers in steaming water.
Then comes freedom.
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Poetry by Rev.Bola
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