ལྷག་གནང་མི་ལུ་བཀྲིན་ལེགས་སོ་ཡོད།།

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Tuesday, May 3, 2016

The Dove


Walking lone silent on the highway befits solitary smile.
Perch on the seeming rotten branch,
I see the dove.

For that intricate pattern of beauty what  I call,
The stunning dove. 


For your serenity to the adjust of lens onto your beauty what I call,
The honest.

The praise for the lost shot of thy flapping wings makes me wonder,
My leisureliness. 

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1 comment:

  1. A nice shot of the bird.
    Now when I see a dove, I will see Sangay as well...
    May you feel happy and free always.

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