Midnight! The late moon's rise– Mail train's rhythmic passing by.…
by Dev
Moving finger of light Fills the pages, What passing with the hour hand of…
One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think…
I opened my eyes to see the light. "Show me the light! I want to see." I…
See the distant rain: Gray on blue, and bit of white. Watercolor sky. D…
Dances With Wolves. I am Wind In His Hair. Do you see that I am your…
