MILK AND HONEY

If memoriesAre all forgotten;
And thought that is fire
Eternally dies out,
Life would become meaningless;

But, surely, happiness
Will walk before you;
Your bread will taste of milk,
Your air will smell of honey,
And your water will turn to wine.

 

Mahmud Kianush

 


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