Headlights cut through the foggy night
Asleep in India, awake in Tibet,
For a moment in between
I saw the golden egg.
About Me
- AKM
- This blog is a creative outlet whose overarching purpose has varied over the years. While once I had pretensions of fictional writing, nowadays I'm content with studying events and moments in my life that (I hope) mean more than they let on.
1 comment:
nice one.., i interpret "golden egg" as the sun, and as one moves from tibet to india during sunrise, one can see the sun in between.
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