FEBRUARY FRAGRANCE: DAY 13, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, THE RIVER FLOWS UNKNOWINGLY

The mind bird said to herself,
Never cry in a state of misery,
The frozen wind crept on above,
The river flows unknowingly.
There was no leaf on the tree,
No flower upon her cheeks.
And little motion in the air,
Only the ocean wave's sound!
The sky is vast like your face,
There was no beauty spotted,
Her cherry lips trembled in grief,
Only tear drops in blue eyes!