Sunday, May 31, 2009

Post 615 : Poetic Justice

The seer was born deaf and dumb. Heightened by the inability to cross the aural boundary,  even as a kid he chose to communicate in verses. As he grew into a seer, he continued to sparkle with couplets.
Years have passed, he is no more, all we are left are his poetic words on paper.

And…we continue to make no headway with the secrets contained within them. The meaning in the words seemed to be locked with a secret un-breakable code.

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