"Une Fleur Celeste Ceruleenne et la Ville Azur"

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A Cerulean Sky Flower and the City of Azure

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Her petals fall like a song from the sky

cerulean lilt, melodies of cyan and azure

The holy drift of colours, a shimmering of His Imagination

Always, They paint together

the skins of this Earth

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The colours come to us 

like flowers falling from clouds

like Love breathing through the mist

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Your Beauty is timeless, without censure

as Essence unveils its Light

and colours flower like mirrors of glass 

inside of our Imagination

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Scheherazade ~  she who wove stories to save her king

and to save the heart of the world

and yet she left one tale untold

it is for us to write this end...

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....A cerulean sky flower fell like a song

from the holy Imagination

and from the Cloud through which it breathed

a mist of azure gently washed

the city in which Scheherazade lived

the azure city born of flower petals

and stories

and the colours of songs

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May we be given the grace to find His Beauty washed over everything that we taste in this life.

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For my dear Kerim on your day of birth

May your journey be blessed with the many colours of His Beauty painted in our world.

Always

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11-22-25

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