The weeping sky in her pensive shade,
Sinks into every blade of green,
Yonder the paddy fields,
Where the poor man’s plough tills,
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A painting in words not just of what can be seen but what can be felt - excellent
A new tale of love married to hope. WOW! You are an endorsement to illustrate the magic and power of words.
U always know how to put the meaning of words into a poem my friend.. Love it fantastic job here as well... Deb
Words painting a life alive- metamorphosing finite to infinite! ! - just speechless