Like a drifting stratus painting the diamond sky..
like a breeze of morning on a mountain high..
Like a winter wind blows through the branch of fir..
Like a whispering bushes heard through the atmosphere..
The fog has lifted and shining lakes, dazzling eyes..
A couple of bird then fly arround the ash..
Maybe I could capture and tell you all the wonderfulness.
But there still something in beyond of the world giving more joyfulness.
Oh a dancing firefly above the grass..
Or a dancing ocean wave under the stars..
The clouds rolling over the mountain top, confessing god..
And all the creatures say His name.. His name..
ALLAH...
And the rain pour down to earth
By silently..
And the flowers bloom in heart
With the honesty..
How does it feel?
How does it look like?
Heaven it be like..
When a fallen leave awake you in the autumn day..
When the sun sets with the color unusually someday..
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