When the mind dates the sun <br />Curtain no longer force her will <br />Against the heart eyes thereof <br />Hands are unleashed from fist of hostility, <br />Caressed by the air of peace, <br />The heart is healed from rage <br />And the face, creased by grudges <br />Is scrubbed clean by understanding, <br />One can see its sun shining unusually <br />Making up for elapsed days of facial black out.<br /><br />Rex mayor Ubini<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-mind-dates-the-sun/
