Own Way Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Own Way



In the cave came a sound
Expert knew it was wing
Wing of bat; got scared
Not of wings that flapped
Not of bats; flew around
But the mass: 'So many, '

Sheep and goat
Rat and mouse
And the moss
Thought own ways

'Each friend, '
Rumi said,
'Talks of me in own way.'

Friday, September 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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