In my share could be thorns but
they hadn't fear to dry, so
still, I'm traveling as
usual on the
blooming
path !
it's true, in my world there wasn't
the velvety awning of silvery
brocade, however, the
life never became
disappointed,
do not
know, how and when the invisible
shadow stretched the branch
of benevolence, and I've
found back the clue
of peace and
pleasure,
really
it's difficult to predict the rain of - -
flammable desert - -
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.com/
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