PREFACE

the soul of I soars fromst its former sleep the whispering of feminine breathings burns up in fires of passions the eyes of I blinded by former dreams night turns to day brighter than summer sun days light up with light ast the soul of I awakes fromst its sleep the sun in the sky now glows bright golden floats detached fromst the bottomless blue concavity of the skys infinity to reflects in the opened eyes of I my soul enraptured bewinged to wander o’er the worlds expanse a transparent flower the whisperings of feminine breathings brings