unaided and unshielded,
time seem uncertain -
A veil of shadow
covers our heart, we weep,
because we believe.
These tears keep
us salty.
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The heart that longs for the beloved weeps.
For time is a Veil of Shadow and Tears.
It is what contains the lover from the Love.
To the limitless, it is a limit -
like half an angel wing!
To the soul, it is a secret -
the decree of the King!
To the mind, it is a mystery -
the darkness of exile...
To the heart, it is a journey -
a work of returning...
Tempus Fugit
Time is a river flowing away.
It leads into a sea of separation.
For death and time are the same.
No one escapes it.
We fear the loneliness.
We doubt the absence.
We weep for the passing away.
But distance is no hindrance
and time itself is no tyrant
to the heart that is in love alive.
Love comforts.
Love transcends doubt.
Love fortifies hearts.
To the lover who weeps himself alive
to the memory of the beloved -
Time itself becomes
a passage from uncertainty into certainty.
For all hearts strong enough
to confront this Veil of Shadow and Tears -
Remembrance holds its eternal vigil.
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