Monday, February 1, 2016

Ritual

Wouldn’t want to change a thing..
The hat, the bag and the overflowing rag,
they all belong; in a non-possessing sense of the word.
It is like a harmony of elements
put together to try to en-canvass Freedom!
To add a sigh to this thought;
this harmony comes nonchalantly
to her, on her and with her.
She is like the consciousness’ ritual of
portraying and living the word free!
And I steal my bit of bliss by
trying to weave some words around her –
our ritual for my lady, my giving tree!

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