In me are you: blue eyes, blond hair
Allah's worshiper, Zen meditator.
In you are my fragments,
fluid particles, semi-waves
We are all one, weaving like straws of a bamboo mat.
The illusion of our separation,
our faulty senses.
Our heritage,
as sons and daughters
of Adam and Eve.
¶ 4:31 PM
Mother, Engineer, writer, manager, and more. I am a bit of everything, a creature of God. I am passionate with life. I fear death and its many forms. I love my mind, cherish my body. I express through WORDS.
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