Thursday, March 28, 2024

He Alone

 




And the gates of paradise would sway open; two pathways unveiling; one to the fires and another to flowers with the best of scents.

The gate to the fires is open and one to the flowers shut cold. 

He would ask, "Why to the fires?"

And a voice would answer, "Maybe you would have thought, that He alone is God. He alone..."



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© amimoh 

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