Lullaby
1 January 2018

Vaporised
Golden melodies
Don’t you cry
Mother said
We’ll walk with the waking dead
Into sun cities
Soul appease
Chanted little bird
The heart frees
Minds that float
Between the castles and moat
Slices of the wall
Rise and fall
Memory on ledge
The world’s edge
In my sky
Waiting for mind to recall
Lullaby
Reading of the poem:
Sahalé – Esfahran
Sahalé – Nlreb Mra Alrrih
Sahalé – Middle Eastern Promises
Just beautiful!
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Thank you Malkie 🙂
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Smoothly soothing
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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