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Silent whisper…

16 Mar

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Be the wind that spreads the fire,
Cut through the grass, walk across the mire,
Be the scabbard of your own sword,
Know when to rest, when to sway in accord,
Be the wound that can forever stay,
Or the husk, which can be blown away,
Be the ace card which can be played,
Speak only the words which can be weighed,
Or speak whatever, but stick to them,
Else this bond of friendship, will weaken in its stem…

~KK

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Posted by on March 16, 2013 in Poems

 

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