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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Years of learning
when the horizon seemed so far!
Shadows danced on the green sea,
alluring, unreachable!
The sky changed colors,
but in the midst of it all
something held,
a constant vision of a thing far sublime
like the canvas that always left
something to be captured
something seen and yet not reached.
The days of learning never end.

Sushama Karnik
Feb 16, 2018

Thanks to +Susana Buzeli for her art

Originally shared by Susana Buzeli

Anos de aprendizagem - 1
#art: Susana Buzeli (c)

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A crumpled page
in a book read long ago,
that was the time when I
was led to swim
in a world called the ocean
of poetry.
There were dreamboats twice as large
as the vessels that set out on the sea.
They had the power to launch the ships
and steer them safely to the ports.
Yet somewhere I do not know
why I tore off a page to make a boat on my own.
I stopped a long while reading the abstruse maps.
Sometimes on a whim, I pick up the book
and still, get stuck where I was.

Sushama Karnik
May 1, 2018

Thanks +pasajul de noapte for the image

Originally shared by pasajul de noapte (noapte)

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