“Is it true?” she queried and my eyes opened wider.
“Is it necessary?” she asked and I listened for the next line.
“Is it important?” I heard and wanted to speak, but held my breath.
“Will it be helpful?” I could not say, so remained, waiting
for the answer.
The yogi’s recitation brought silence.
On a walk, the first order logician passes the monk taking his
The spring flowers and fruit tree blooms appear without questions
asserting, affirming something.
Ⓒ Kevin Swanwick