FIRNAS’ FLYING IS A LOVE

WHEN HE SAW LOVE
He saw love, the remote fairies and the heart of the sky so he decides to fly to catch the depth and listen to the melodic angels. Firnas is a love the sky loves and calls; oh Abbas come to hug and kiss the eternal lips. His woody wings are a light and his glossy eye is a desire. The very thick veil was vanished in front of his passion, and the very deaf ears are listeners for his timeless voice. Firnas love has uncovered the deep wishes and opened the doors of the eternal skyward accolade.
WHEN HE TOUCHED LOVE
When he had touched love, his eye became lustrous and his skin turned white. No, love is not whit but Firnas is a very white lover. He has a river but with white water and he hugs fairies of very white skin. You may feel his platonic tales, but you can also catch your dream on his wings orchard. Yes, Firnas is the orchards creator and all what we touch from his flying are just shadowed flowers and sorcery fragrance.   
WHEN HE HEARD LOVE
Love is a wind and a very smooth window its wet glass has a soul from the pinky Firnas’s wings has gotten her endlessness. When we hear its melodic chants, all the absent memories will wear there wintry coats and sit on the sofa of the ancient dreamer enumerate the leaves of the colored trees. I was a hidden light when love had put his magic spell in Firnas’s ear, so he crazily loved the sky and painfully died in his yearning.