These transient winds,
Have transformed me,
To an ascetic,
All I possess now,
Are memories of moments,
With which I stir the fire,
And smile at the sparks
That rise from it.
#free_verse
These transient winds,
Have transformed me,
To an ascetic,
All I possess now,
Are memories of moments,
With which I stir the fire,
And smile at the sparks
That rise from it.
#free_verse