Hail to you the child of blue and green having a wedding party blessed with spring rains under the dome of blue sky.

Your soul is like the Black Sea, sometimes resembling the mighty waves, but mostly as calm as water wrapped in a blue satin.

When you open up the windows of your heart, how wonderful to find you, in colours of the glass work, in a your paintings, in your brush strokes.

Don’t heed the silver strokes on your hair. They have the secrets of your transitions through the wisdom of your life.

With your fighting spirit, and unmatched patience, you are like Majnun seeking Layla, his love!

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