The woman in morning walk
The sun s rays touched her and went up
Penetrating the trees and then the sky
I saw that happening ,often,behind her
A gentle yellow light touching her warmly
This morning the sun has come down quickly
From behind the wall, through...
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The woman in morning walk
The sun s rays touched her and went up
Penetrating the trees and then the sky
I saw that happening ,often,behind her
A gentle yellow light touching her warmly
This morning the sun has come down quickly
From behind the wall, through the boulders,
Bouncing off the golden border of her sari
Flooding my inner glass eye with light.
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