Teira Naahi

Thursday, May 11, 2017

NSRTFA - 06




Upon the bridge the lone horseman

No words only rain


The river swollen now slips silently by

If it was sunrise who could tell

Be the sunset who was to say

Only rain no words

Swollen be the river slipping silently past

Grass had grown but horse was still hungry

Alone the warrior contemplates the moistening of things

No words no sound

Rain swells the river slipping silently beneath:











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