Wednesday, February 04, 2015

Borderline

Flowing Woman by Rabindranath Tagore 
[The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border. -Pablo Casals, cellist, conductor, and composer (1876-1973)]

She couldn't stop at borders,
Who needs a straight long fence,
when the world is round?

A travel memo was sent: Let porous love pour over. 

- Neha

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