Bestirs but a shallow mind

I see streamlets gush
On hilly terrains entwined,
Rare do rivers rush,
Silent and sure, sound they wind,
Bestirs but a shallow mind.
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Tanka | 18.08.2025 | streamlet, river
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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