This Breath, Door of my Heart,
Open wide,
I keep for Thee.
There will be no more breaths
All too soon
And I shall,
On that last one,
Come to Thee,
My Beloved One.
My Urs is Thine,
To schedule,
Sweet, among my days.
For now, lead me to live
Thy Fullness this day
That at last, I shall have no regrets
To leave this shell
To freely
fly again.
Truly, this wedding is bliss
Beyond comparison's knowing.
Truly, weep not, for Shams;
He is walking with The Beloved One.
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