The Blog is On Its Way

After the passing of ages,
The demise of seers and sages,
I pick up the pen,
To indite,
To delight,
To bring in sight,
The maya people feign,
And these words I say with hope,
See the hidden rope,

That binds all life.

By vivek

Poet,Writer,Web Developer and Aspiring Philosopher

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