Aroma of a slowly extinguishing incense stick<\/p>\n
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I never claimed<\/p>\n
I was extraordinary mind<\/p>\n
And yet my instincts were of a kind<\/p>\n
That could sense the advancing storms<\/p>\n
And the monsoon winds<\/p>\n
From miles before their time,<\/p>\n
You thought I could protect you<\/p>\n
But then I could not<\/p>\n
Why do you feel lost<\/p>\n
When I am gone away like the<\/p>\n
Aroma of a slowly extinguishing incense stick<\/p>\n
Why do you keep peeling bamboo<\/p>\n
Sticks<\/p>\n
To make more such incense sticks<\/p>\n
Knowing that their aroma will not<\/p>\n
Let you leave the shores<\/p>\n
Of a river, eternal as it is<\/p>\n
Never will it dry<\/p>\n
No matter however so much you cry<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Aroma of a slowly extinguishing incense stick I never claimed I was extraordinary mind And yet my instincts were of a kind That could sense the advancing storms And the monsoon winds From miles before their time, You thought I could protect you But then I could not Why do you feel lost When I … <\/p>\n