The visitor leaves the spaces after listening to the seeds whispering. The visitor has to hold her ears close to the mouth of a clay jar two feet deep. From the darkness of its womb she hears the seed whispering.
“There is a hidden sky in every seed the dream-filled slumber
holding its destiny as plant or tree…”…
holding its destiny as plant or tree…”…
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M.P Pratheesh