Arka Basu


Blason The First

Her hair from wavering sands of the Nile
Upon her back once did descend and flow,
What ageless eyes could heighten still her smile
Adorned her brows with such seraphic glow.
And 'neath her treasure, in slight measure lay
Her bosom, raised by heaven's distant breath
Endowed with mercy, virtue and allay,
Her growing gift of life, bore death, his death.
And still below the chalice were two wings,

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