A mother, wife and civil servant, a conscientious citizen and patriot ----- my abiding love for books has made me try my hand at writing poetry, none of which is anything but the strictly spontaneous outpouring of a mind that prizes truth and harmony, above all else.
Monday, November 21, 2016
air and water
(1) The lily trembled The fragrant air stirred, paused Soundlessly, it dropped
(2) Through closed eyes I heard the wind storm furiously the mind silenced it
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