Can you tell who I am?
I am the swallow, …she who’s as swift as the arrow zipping silently through the sky I am the eagle, … she who drifts and floats as she wishes Teasing the wind, winking and blowing kisses I am the rosebud, … she whose petals glisten with the morning dew ready to break free […]
Silence!
There are times when cold, stony silence insists on flaunting its spoken eloquence And there are times when such insistence struts about in a cloak of dumbfounded defiance, mocking my efforts to make sense of nonsense Oh, to move a mind with a single sigh! How I wish my tired shoulders could defy gravity’s […]
