While outside the Ancient Temple, the curious boy was peeking through the open door and asked himself: ''I wonder how many candles do I need to light up so that I might see in that darkness?"
There's only one you need to light,
Said a passing gust of wind;
There's only one you need to find,
For all the rest will keep you blind.
When will you post other poems? I am looking forward to it.
ReplyDeleteI just posted a new one yesterday :)
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