TO RINSE THE MIRTH.

To rinse the mirth granted thus

alone I keep,

No secrets stained to impinge

my worth planted in my soul

to reap,

Encased in this frame is want...

for more which thirst expounds,

That tickles every nook in this

Body to resonate tones in...

silent sounds,

And drawn from a height... and

visualised up from the soil deep

The hue of colours presenting

Inner worlds fixed in serenity!