Her Unlimited Move.
She bounteously blows
on the transcient,uncared
for,
Slender bunch Of
Grass and steep ;
Touches the quay
In a
gentler mood,
dives beneath
a stone,
attempts
a nobler
whiff of
violet flower,
my car stops, cannot
steer for the windscreen
blurred and besmeared,
for it
is a
massive toll.
Beneath the vast umbrella,
She comes and goes,
Sweeps and recedes,
Whoever can
check her?
We all can only bear her.
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