One Way 

in the oranges and pinks of the clouds
I see the heavens
within all time known
I find myself
believing
such a concept
that something so beautiful
can come from anywhere
but the unseen
and in the beauty 
of your skin
I can hear the angel speak
in the silence of the wind
through the cracks 
of empty hearts
redemption
in the eyes 
of a one way mirror


© neda hakimi






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