Stranger
I'm like the cosy breeze....
The source of the fragnance is somewhere else...
That spreads itself with elegant ease...
Like the melody of the temple-bells !
I'm like the gust of stream...
The things I carry are not my own...
They use me just to float & swim...
& to express themselves all alone...!
I am just a messenger...
I reflect what I'm made to show...
The real hero....is that stranger....
Whom none of us do,really,know....!
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