Friday, October 3, 2008


One night you said,
Our road is not smooth,
Its rocky, unpaved.
Another day you said,
You were so gratified
By this gift of luck
Received from God

It makes me wonder --
Is the thorn a defense,
Just a mere guardian
For the delicate rose?
Or is it by staying on
the thorny road, that
Ones heart turns to rose?

Translaed By: Tatul Sonentz

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