Friday, March 15, 2013
The Meditating Owls Comments
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We have no time for you, my dear, the princess,
We have left you in rags, but you have a billion smiling faces,
Out of the emptied hearts, that beep for love traces,
The river of love flow opposite to be wasted,
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8/25/2025 1:34:06 AM # 1.0.0
Subhan Allah. Veeraiyah this poem elevates you from a poet to a sage. A sage, a tree, not the speaking one, no tree ever speaks, a tree grows, roots deep, branches wide, leaves green, still, silent, fulfilled, yet patient for the eternity to twist and bow. What a Masterpeice, I envy the talent you have, and more than your talent the gift of penetrating time, stitching minds, and melting thawed souls.