Literary Yard

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By: Leena Adhvaryu


The landscape of love
lies here
amongst the wildflowers;
under the antiquated trees
who dare to kiss the morning sun
face to face with the sky.

Beleaguered with the wild trails
and apple orchards
perfectly silent, profoundly mute
like a blind man’s vision.
I ready myself ; to brace my end
on this landscape of love.


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