My Poetry : The Ruined Sage
The Ruined Sage
Sage saw a child in gay mood.
He was jumping and playing around
plucking berries that taste sour,
never knew the taste of divine fruit,
sage brought him the sweet juice,
he was playful and curious,
he followed and sipped the nectar divine,
then came his people, suspicious thought,
they grabbed the sage and bunt his robs,
A ruined sage then learned a lesson,
disburse divine sweets to seeker souls,
A lesson changed the world for sage,
Let world feel the burn first,
Let the seekers seek the divine first,
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Param Lowe







