Petits VIII

And then there was a fanciful thought

that the Muse withheld

because for once

Life seemed ready

to write with its own quill.

3 thoughts on “Petits VIII

  1. asoulwalker says:

    I am not sure how I can describe my feelings on this piece. It strikes a chord, a nerve… it resonates, it speaks to me… I really wish I could say more… maybe I will just have to write a response.

  2. Pawan Hira says:

    Indeed, life calls sometime.
    You are pointing something here, love it.

  3. asoulwalker says:

    Oh to live for such moments…

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