Sunday, 8 June 2014

The prayer unheard





O, the winter Wind, bite me not
When you blow.
O, the summer Sun, scorch me not
When you shine.
O, the pitiless lady, slain me not
When you sway.
None heard my prayer.
19.04.2003
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