I can breathe the fragrance
of roses with myriad hues and colours
but? I can't breathe the
Rosegarden in.,
With peace, patience, prayer,
and self-command,
I am the Primordial Posture
of my eternal being.
The whole universe is one whole
How can I be a solitary
and lonely desert flower?
O lord you are water
and its colour both.
—MyKoul
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