Mixing Bowls

Mixing Bowls

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Mixing Bowls

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It was your choice,
to seek or not to seek.
God wasn't everywhere.

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There was not much
argument to abandon,
lofty peaks for river.

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Will become classic
in heap of dark moons.
That was called grace!

© 2023 Satish Verma


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Added on May 17, 2023
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