By Moola Veereswara Rao I know your wounds... but quit ye not the noble route. Remember how a silent reed became a flute. Don't kick them out, because they're all just lifeless stones. But how became a rock into a sculpture...moot. Ye don't concede to whetted darts of mean critique. Ye watch this road that … Continue reading Wounds Transcend
Academy of the Heart And Mind 