Wednesday 25 April 2012


THE INTERNAL PRECISION 

you've touched all infinitesimal corner -
of life, though couldn't reached to 
that invisible point, where
lives recluse spirit,
very alone, 
apart 
of the world in his own universe, there 
inhabited beautiful emotions, a
noiseless oceanic peace of
mind, far away from the
sophism, hypocrisy,
the image of 
purity -
calls in sustained way, day and night,
flows the stream of all sense of 
well-being, precision of
mind and somatic 
penitence, 
that's inner furnace, which can purify - -



PAINTING BY BARBARA FOX -1