Thursday, August 02, 2012

A Private Miracle

Ubu Roi VI by Joan Miro
Everything was right.
By design, of this they were sure.
It always had been (right).
It seemed like the fruit of an 
eternally compounded good karma,
While others struggled with empty
hands and wistful eyes looking at sky.
So they did the least could -
They lived a life praying endlessly
for a continued private miracle.

- Neha

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