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Down the lane I look
and here comes Mary
hair of gold
and lips like cherries
it's good to touch
the green green grass of home

Original song by Tom Jones  / Painting by Sammani

life's liquor

Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky

I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,

"Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup

Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry."

RUBAIYAT BY OMAR KHAYYAM 

                            translated by fitzgerald

PHOTO CREDIT

RAFELLA MENDES DINIZ

Salon and Beauty Clinic at Kollupitiya

Two unit split level house at Kurunegala

THEE AND ME

There was a Door to which I found no Key:

There was a Veil past which I could not see:

Some little Talk awhile of ME and THEE

There seem'd - and then no more of THEE and ME.

 Rubaiiat of Omar Khayyam  (fitzgerald)

Painting By Sammani

how do humans dwell ?
a riddle that non can reveal,
the art of living,
the frozen music says it all.
twist together patterns of life,
let your family dwell aloof,
that very corner of this world,
yours alone murmurs mild...
enter in, but my way,
look two and fro,
that shimmering light,
let light be there,
be it, say what you are.....


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