October 16 2016

Empathy

Travelling to unaccompanied and faraway places
Many backdrops and rocky spaces
Grew worn out, he sank
On the coarse of golden sand
There en-wrapped the earth
Fondling in her tender arms
And he just like a baby
With his laughter broke the silence
Gave in to her warmth
When go down onto the believers’ ears
Wind up and pass on their twitchy elations
Like a pious new start is pictured here with the sound

“This post is for Day 16 of UBC and Daily Chatter

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