It is not the fault of the Rock that a gentle fruit falling on
its surface is smashed to smithereens;It is not the fault of the Candle that flies burn themselves up
in its flame;
its surface is smashed to smithereens;It is not the fault of the Candle that flies burn themselves up
in its flame;
It is not the fault of the River that it floods the numerous
villages on its banks;
It is not the fault of the Wind that it uproots trees and
devastates buildings in its path;
It is not the fault of the Forest-fire that it consumes all that
comes into contact with it;
It is no fault of Her’s, that I sacrificed my life on the altar
of my love for Her
Salvaged from the author’s now banned blog on Blogster, first published on August 19, 2006 under the username meanderthalis
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