Monday, April 27, 2009

After freedom, what follows?

Dried Petria flower in spider's web in garden
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Truth comes.
She cuts the cord in the web of illusion.

After freedom, what follows?
The flower meets the sky again on a windy day.
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2 comments:

  1. Lynn CohenApril 27, 2009 at 2:04 PM

    Heavy poem...I wonder what you are thinking about...lovely photo...

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  2. SHUBHAJITApril 28, 2009 at 4:56 AM

    To me after freedom? I don't know, I'm looking for it..

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