Beloved mankind

At that street as the winds
Give birth to excitements and desires
To observe and to enjoy the sun
A light of thought
A blazing sweetness and tenderness
Greets my inner part

When man was born and since then on
All of sudden they know
This movement which could never stop
To be loved...
And to love....

Things might go wrong
And they did, so many times

Hurt
Wounded
Cracked
Smacked
Trampled
But you know what?
The wholest and most beautiful heart is...
The heart which has been broken and yet mended