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		<title>The Lace Decorating the Beyond</title>
		<link>https://fountainmagazine.com/all-issues/2016/issue-114-november-december-2016/the-lace-decorating-the-beyond/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Louima Cunningham]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2016 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 114 (November - December 2016)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Beyond]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lace]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Literature & Languages]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[M. Fethullah Gulen]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[On the slopes of emerald hills Voices and whispers stir our happiness Heavenly fountains cascade in all corners At the eternal reunion gates Every moment, each soul is wrapped in delights Roses, daisies, dandelions, lilies, all in mesmerizing colors Dew sparkling on violets, jasmines, and leaves, Bleary-eyed hyacinths and tulips Moths flying between light and [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On the slopes of emerald hills<br /> Voices and whispers stir our happiness<br /> Heavenly fountains cascade in all corners<br /> At the eternal reunion gates<br /> Every moment, each soul is wrapped in delights</p>
<p>Roses, daisies, dandelions, lilies, all in mesmerizing colors<br /> Dew sparkling on violets, jasmines, and leaves,<br /> Bleary-eyed hyacinths and tulips<br /> Moths flying between light and colors <br /> Appearing on every horizon is the brightest of beauties.</p>
<p>When my heart is filled with the best dreams,<br /> My faith is my honest guide<br /> My prism to see and love everything<br /> Making me feel all the mystery<br /> In every step of the colorful world</p>
<p>As the spirit coils up into the ether <br /> Traces of meanings emerge in my imagination<br /> Silent whispers flow into my heart<br /> In an incomprehensible language, without letters and words<br /> As if the gates to the heavens creak open nearby</p>
<p>At that point humans listen to existence<br /> Hearing the tunes of the Infinite One in their hearts<br /> On the prairies, valleys, and shores every spring<br /> They look for the lost Heavens <br /> Feelings of hope and longing are side by side</p>
<p>They embrace everything on their path<br /> The grass, trees, rocks, earth, all of existence<br /> For them, the light and darkness are the same<br /> They welcome sickness and health with contentment<br /> They are slaves, living like kings</p>
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