One day I was hiking in a remote area, when I saw the most beautiful woman on horseback, dressed in black.Her bearing was regal, and she was exquisitely made up- her lips were so pink and shimmery...
I was speechless. To this day, I wonder who she was, what might have happened if I had spoken...
I recall a line from a forgotten poem- "I may never now know if I am a fool, or have done what my karma demands"...
I was speechless. To this day, I wonder who she was, what might have happened if I had spoken...
I recall a line from a forgotten poem- "I may never now know if I am a fool, or have done what my karma demands"...