
Oh towers of Islam, Your beauty profound, your splendor astounds. Dark stone and mortar made, How do you stand so, shining of the sun. The pulse of life surrounds, Make songs of Allah so I understand. Your Egyptian sun warms me, I shall remember towers of Islam. Jimmy Dunn IntercityOZ |
God filled the stream with love and trust I know that it must be To fill the cup of all the Just And sprinkle down on me. That rain will wash away the pain That fills my inner soul And all the tears throughout the day Will dry as shadows go. by wizard rhonda oates |
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