The Poet's Dream, III

it is addressed thusly:
A fragment
it reads:
"A far descent beneath I went
To country hot and burning
Helped who dwelt by whom was sent
Free of desire's yearning."

His guest had found the cup of salt
Which he had come to borrow
But at this rate, he would have to halt
He thought, until tomorrow
Discouraged by the garrulous and generous of speech
To leave him soon, this was the boon, that he did beseech.

1 comment:

  1. This is a very good poem. Like it a lot thanks so much.


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