the warmth of saffron milk
anticipation of unscraped henna
allured by the parrot’s flirtatious whistles
i wonder which of us is caged
like gathering clouds only tease
it is your laughter that deceives
was the pedestal not high enough?
poetry and some more
SONYA KASSAM 
The illustrations you choose to support your work are unique. :)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this wisdom poem.
The meanings of the word-symbols, married to the art which accompanies them, paints a powerfully beautiful depiction of the energy with which we seek, seek, and seek.
All good wishes,
robert
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This one teases the thoughts about its underlying meaning, but you know I like that!
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