Archives for January 28, 2016

The leaves that we turn
And the bridges we burn
Remind us of places
Where we may return
If the turning and burning
Do little for learning.

I’ll live to tomorrow
If I die first tonight:
Just send me your love
On the tail of a swallow
Forgotten in flight.

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For one look from my habib on the day it will matter the most. Ya Muqallib al-Qulub…