It is impossible to be important for everybody.
It is impossible to be darling of everyone.
The world sees importance in money and glory.
The heavens enjoy purity of mind.
I know this universe is the place of hardships for you.
I know your daily life is not festivity.
I know your pains and bitterness of moments.
But you survived in spite of every cruel entity.
You feel struggle of tiny flower in the meadow
during severe thunderstorm.
Your gentle beauty is clean and undefiled.
Do not allow dirt of evil to blemish your heart.
Your worth is sincere tenderness for me.
I am drawn to you
in the invisible connections of our souls.
Poetry and Photography by Igor Marinovsky from family Sufyan