I see the labour of a million centuries
whose fruit is beyond our lands.
In your veins
I see the blood of endurance
to wait till we walk up your lanes
In your lips
I see the unwavering comfort
to every falling soul that trips
In your eyes
I see the forgetting forgiveness
for everyone who hides behind lies
In your heart
I see the everlasting love
for every creation in your art
In you
I see something which will never
break or wear or waver or fall
or end.
By P.L. Rao
16-2-2006
1 comment:
Hi Priyanka!
You have a really good talent for writing makes me think about stuff. I wish I could write like you. I can't even write in a journal its to hard. I miss you how are you doing? Maybe you can E-mail me through Ginnys E-mail. Soon I will have an E-mail adress.
Miss you!
Hannah
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