Saturday, July 14, 2012

The kite has lost its way back home,
the traveler is tired,
the river weeps all night
and the sun frowns all day,
and waits for the moon at twilight.

1 comment:

Vittaldas Prabhu said...

Oh. This is dark. Really dark. This is a state of absolutely hopelessness. And I know you to be able to express this in the most unusual and effective way.