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Something Wonderful

Posted on September 26, 2015 by karinwritesdangerously

When I came across this lovely poem, written in Sanskrit, c. 509, it called to me with moonlight mystery: THE SEASONS Autumn The autumn comes, a maiden fair In tenderness and grace, With nodding rice-stems in her hair And lilies … Continue reading →

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