Well of wellness is filled up
\nWith your blessings
\nSaid the roots of a vine
\nClimbing on a tree
\nTendril holding the tender branches
\nLeaves curled coyly
\nAs if they had just been caressed by the breeze
\nNow we should decide
\nIf the rain will be let
\nDown to drain the suffocated tears
\nOr wash the stains of subtle insistence
\nOf a thunderstorm
\nTo take its toll
\nDont do a poll
\nTo find out
\nHow popular Is the detached devotion
\nOf a pilgrim
\nWho hasnot slept for years
\nIn the arms of an assured evening
\nLet him lie under a tree
\nAbout to give way
\nTo the desires of a colony
\nOf white ants
\nWhose caravan has reached the shore of an
\nIsland
\nWhere pilgrim has planned to rest
\nMay be ants are here to test
\nThe resolve of each other
\nTo try, without a sigh
\nWithout
\nA
\nSigh<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Well of wellness is filled up With your blessings Said the roots of a vine Climbing on a tree Tendril holding the tender branches Leaves curled coyly As if they had just been caressed by the breeze Now we should decide If the rain will be let Down to drain the suffocated tears Or wash … <\/p>\n