Thursday, November 30

Portrait: Girl

She scratched a corner
of the sky,
then a book,
then her mind's eye.
In dismay,
found nothing.

She touched a blade of grass.
It turned into a dove, flew away.
She remained.

Siok Tian Heng


Zofo The Hermit of Wandering Thoughts said...

nice one Fingers..

Good to see you back..

How have you been? back in Delhi are ye/??

take care

adi said...

u in delhi???

Rohan Shivkumar said...

welcome back!