PRELUDE

There is undoubtedly a vast expanse between expatriation and longing, because walking among soul agonies and flesh abodes should be washed with familiarity dust. It must also inhale land showers to interrogate the heart forsaken by place distance and tortured with strangeness of the nest,amonge whose walls it tested the early gladness and heralds of dewy dawn in the lap of its beautiful woods, to spreads its wings and start flying above the clouds. Then it returns to the rose perfume and talismans of its mother as that who seeks the guidance of the holly shrines to interpret his strange vision.
S o I SEE THE STARS IN MY COUNTRY FLIRT ME AND BE ANGRY WHEN I DEPART………..?