Rejoice - Smile
few kind words,
memoirs to tell..
gone by the ting’s
of broken bells..
harshly winds and
y’days downpour..
dynastic times of
those dusty shrines
Passing by winds
who season my mind..
all but the words,
kept speaking silence
at the door, adobe
she now stands
just with a gentle,
welcoming glance !!
>> inspired by A lady with Red Cap by Anita
