”Iubirea Mea, e fortăreața Mea!” (Bahá’u’lláh)
Urlând, năpraznica furtună de nisip
de Fortăreața Prietenului se izbește.
Bocește sfințenia făr’ de trup, făr’ de chip,
din cugetul comun, care nu se clintește.
Iubirea, rând pe rând, ne întinde paharul.
Nici nisip, nici furtună nu-i încalcă hotarul.
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Steadfastness in the Covenant
”My love is My fortress ...” (Bahá’u’lláh)
Targets the sacredness without form
In our thought that doesn't bend.
Love portions each of us its wine
No sand, no storm can etch its line.
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Steadfastness in the Covenant
”My love is My fortress ...” (Bahá’u’lláh)
Howling,
the insidious sandstorm
Torments the Fortress of the
FriendTargets the sacredness without form
In our thought that doesn't bend.
Love portions each of us its wine
No sand, no storm can etch its line.
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