The Oasis Hunter

In an enthusiastically absurd world why not be a peace laureate a poet? Walking on a solitary trail away from propagandist overtones luminously imaginative enjoying the regaling vocal varieties of bird songs hewing his own convictions reverentially visionary about the religion of love flowing with the meticulous splurge of emotions. A poet is a poorly clad rich man laden with inner wealth. A golden lamp in a thatched hut. There was a time when even the brightest flicker of optimism inside him ru...See More