aaraav<\/p>\n
when some springs will not flow any longer
\nwhen the stones from the bed of dry river
\nwill have become pebbles for paving the path
\non which you walk
\nin your new house
\nwhen stars in teh sky will be witness
\nof all the tears that flew to wash the stains
\non your curtains
\nwhich were put
\nto prevent light inside mingling with the light outside
\nyou will recall
\nthat the sand yard in which you had played once
\nstill has the same sand
\nunblemished
\nunmixed with any impurity
\npure
\nsublime
\nand subtle reminder
\nof the yearnings for
\nyour promising, meaningful future, sustain it <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
aaraav when some springs will not flow any longer when the stones from the bed of dry river will have become pebbles for paving the path on which you walk in your new house when stars in teh sky will be witness of all the tears that flew to wash the stains on your curtains … <\/p>\n