A Lady and a Girl

A fair lady wandered from the scent-less garden, leaving it with a weary heart; she took her breathe and left. The garden was cool of her and stayed fresh all day, but when she grew tired, she found not the rhythm of which she might have been able to give. A fair lady wandered from the scent-less garden, leaving it with a weary heart; she took her breathe and left. Wherever, she looked for fun, ‘cos it moves her, yet the garden has no idea, how and when and where she should dwell. In a place, somewhere in her mind, where her love got lost, a girl chanced upon her, with a story to tell: “In the olden days, Queen sneaked away, at night to swim the sea of fire. She fell in And got tangled. Now, the prize which her King asked to set her free, from guilt, was a simple vow that she should always sharpen-- the King’s sword, whenever she went out”.