AJMER RODE 

 

 

Yellow Smile

 

Every morning

I sell myself to the

same master and

stay shut in his cage

for eight hours.

 

Lest I should join

ranks of the dead

my spirit accompanies me

in the cage.

 

In the evening

when I return to myself

I look into the eyes

of my spirit and say:

let us fly.

My wings are too tired,

replies the spirit with

a yellow smile.