10 January 2007

question answers itself

I looked up at the sky and asked a question. A droplet of rain fell on my eyelid. In that prism, a series of question were reflected. Over and over again. I got no exam scheduled answers. I smile at the open sky crying in joy. As the water dripped off my shoulders, the answered question sank in puddles of wisdom.

1 comment:

MeThinx said...

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