SalyaA Poem by Prana
"I believe it's the second jar from the left"
Salya, a medicine man of sorts, directed his apprentice towards a specific jar of Shanti soil. "Why do we need this? It is nothing but dirt!" asked the apprentice. Salya refuses to make eye contact. In a dry tone, he asks his apprentice. "Why do you need need to eat? You are but a sack of bones." © 2018 Prana |
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Added on November 17, 2018 Last Updated on November 17, 2018 AuthorPranaCOAboutDaily Writing Flash Reads The best way to organize my thoughts find me on Instagram @a_secondary_window more..Writing
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