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finding me in the          dense corn field          is difficult, even if          you search all around, i would be working with the peasants, somewhere, far or near or resting under the tree shade sharing their home made food. finding me in the              library is even more remote,              some word,              acting as an enticement              would take me to the deapths,              i'll feel free and relieved and be swimming with the words - unaware of time, sharing their aesthetic delights. finding me in the                day time, would be                such a tricky affair,                i eat, the clear light,               drink freedom for delight, and slowly get levitating and fly above all like a storm petrel, in ethereal form above distant clouds. finding me in water               would never be possible,               at the edge of the lake i sit,               my face reflects               in the water plane,               and my eyes dive and swim, with fish of every size. i wll be a fish like the time of my origin: fish that swam from dad's **** to mom's womb. Find me          with in you, if you remember my smile,          my words, my deeds,thunder and rain,          my quirky eye, my heart's deepest desire, search your consciousness deep, i am there. o
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Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
it's difficult to find me anywhere, but...
finding me in the          dense corn field          is difficult, even if          you search all around, i would be working with the peasants, somewhere, far or near or resting under the tree shade sharing their home made food. finding me in the              library is even more remote,              some word,              acting as an enticement              would take me to the deapths,              i'll feel free and relieved and be swimming with the words - unaware of time, sharing their aesthetic delights. finding me in the                day time, would be                such a tricky affair,                i eat, the clear light,               drink freedom for delight, and slowly get levitating and fly above all like a storm petrel, in ethereal form above distant clouds. finding me in water               would never be possible,               at the edge of the lake i sit,               my face reflects               in the water plane,               and my eyes dive and swim, with fish of every size. i wll be a fish like the time of my origin: fish that swam from dad's **** to mom's womb. Find me          with in you, if you remember my smile,          my words, my deeds,thunder and rain,          my quirky eye, my heart's deepest desire, search your consciousness deep, i am there. o
k-balachandran
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k-balachandran
Indian
Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
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