Silence of the rose

The rose

Is silent

As it dreams of the

Beloved bud

Which was meandering its

Way

In the waters

Blowing the trumpets

For the dancing

Ripples

.

The dream ushered

The rose

Into

The oceanic garden

Of

The Mediterranean

.

The rose

Spoke.

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Author: S. Stuti

https://twitter.com/StutiSaxenaOGD Just ask my Astral body about me. :-)

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