Monday, November 6, 2017

A Sutra Of Impermanence Comments

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Butterflies leave their artful vitrail coat
Wherever they filmy touched,
The ivory beach inhales the last warmth
And percolates into the onyx late sunset,
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Binayakumar Mohanty 06 November 2017

Virtues are provisional Wings freeze Thought dries Everything is asutra of impermanence.Meant to be a memory. Great realization dearAyni.Thanks fir sharing.10+++

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Ruta Mohapatra 06 November 2017

Nicely penned. Thanks for sharing.

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