Traveller O, why your feet have halted there?
Your terminus is still nowhere near.
Hear the brook that goes on singing in the woods,
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traveller still truges the path onto the finale breath when flows by the plexus of life and living time and space yet unconquered primed cuckoo`s song still heard embarking upon the mile stone..............excellent poem by imagery., yety ingeniously lucid, 10+, thanks for sharing
Beautiful ghazal indeed. A pleasure to read.