The fresh puff of fragrance
of my flowers,
as carried away
by the eastern winds,
unnoticed,
silently, in an instance.
Impulsively, I tried a chance,
with my sublime mind,
to scatter heavenly essence.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 7:19 PM UTC
The fresh puff of fragrance
of my flowers,
as carried away
by the eastern winds,
unnoticed,
silently, in an instance.
Impulsively, I tried a chance,
with my sublime mind,
to scatter heavenly essence.
