Mixing BowlsA Poem by Satish VermaMixing Bowls
It was your choice,
to seek or not to seek. God wasn't everywhere. * There was not much argument to abandon, lofty peaks for river. * Will become classic in heap of dark moons. That was called grace! © 2023 Satish Verma |
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Added on May 17, 2023 Last Updated on May 17, 2023 |

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