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Essence Of Frankincense!
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Essence Of Frankincense!

Poem By Manjeshwari P MYSORE

When I journey on jade grass blades,
They harshly bend beneath my feet,
And though their tips and soil meet-
My footsteps do not make them stay.

Yet when the wind comes blaring through,
Bending slow, (as bow to archer) ,
They don’t regain their native posture-
(What force refuses, time shall do)

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this is beautiful..pull back the arrow and release to its fullest..this poem tells a nice scene..
beautiful Lazarus I love the last two lines but the whole piece is genius