Karan Singh


How Love Comes - Poem by Karan Singh

My spouse rides a donkey,
A key hanging loosely around her neck.
In her hands, a delicate flower,
An Eagle glides in her sky.

My spouse rides in on humility,
Knowledge hanging loosely around her neck.
In her hands, a delicate love,
Her pride soars in God above.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, February 5, 2010


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