Life comes in a bunch of scrolls,
I picked up one amongst the scores,
Unlacing it, it unrolled to you.
I saw...
To see your carved simplicity,
Miraculous wit and perception.
I wallowed...
Into your inner self,
Deep seated - deep rooted.
I journeyed...
To know your positive radiance,
Your talent and perserverance.
Unmoulding these qualities about you,
I started rolling the scroll back,
But it kept unrolling to tell me.
You were not to be rolled,
And placed in a basket,
But to be ornamented in my mind's casket.
