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Where the dusty pathways bend, Stands a Yogi, time’s old friend. Lost within his spirit’s light, Det... Where the dusty pathways bend, Stands a Yogi, time’s old friend. Lost within his...
Upon the waters drifted, A boat of paper slight, It sank beneath, 'Tis no tale of a boat, but a saga... Upon the waters drifted, A boat of paper slight, It sank beneath, 'Tis no tale o...
The mighty guards of discipline, Build walls that none may breach; They map the borders of the soul,... The mighty guards of discipline, Build walls that none may breach; They map the ...
Right before our gaze, old year starts to fade, Silent retreat into time’s quiet shade. Upon its lip... Right before our gaze, old year starts to fade, Silent retreat into time’s quiet...
How is it that you still can smile, When breath is choked by grief and guile? When waves of sorrow, ... How is it that you still can smile, When breath is choked by grief and guile? Wh...
The receding veil of the deepest night, Is embraced by the sun, newborn and bright, Sowing a bounty ... The receding veil of the deepest night, Is embraced by the sun, newborn and brig...
At dawn’s white edge of waking light, where silence holds the morning tight, Time turns to me and as... At dawn’s white edge of waking light, where silence holds the morning tight, Tim...