Another installment of pic and poem, inspired by Caravan to Timbuktu by Pt. Hariprasad Chaurasia
“It’s a maze You wake up in a gaze To be part of the maze This one does not have a start nor an end But you are part of the maze There are lines and corners Make a left or right Caravan or ride alone It’s a wave without a shore Its an un-solvable maze”