Paradise of a fool!

Fooled by fellows and the foes,
Fooled by the Elf and by self,
Away from the sage and wise,
In search of her paradise,
The fool kept on riding,
The fool kept on writing!

“It’s a mirage what you see”, the sane pronounced!
“It’s the horizon that I seek”, the fool announced!
Marching all the odds,
In search of her paradise,
The fool kept on riding
The fool kept on writing!

“Parched are your poems”
As the astute remarked,
The cloud of her words poured with a thunder of prose!
Quenching the souls,
Surpassing the versed,
Riding and writing,
To a place unknown,
The fool found a paradise of her own!

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