The bush in this grassland sleeps,
as if timelessly.
She knows this musical breeze.
She knows its going to
rain on her soon,
And these prairies would go green again.
No, she does not need a raincoat.
She'll have it all.
all the blessings from the sky.
photograph borrowed from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/475833516850905506/
all the blessings from the sky.
photograph borrowed from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/475833516850905506/
If there is an analogy...which I believe there is. Actually that's how I see it...there is a lot expressed in very little...and beautifully so!!
ReplyDeleteMay the parched desires of the heart drench in the blessings
yes there is an analogy. season has to come. its just time. perseverence and patience each time u fail. effort to rise. i believe firmly, one day it will rain.
Deletethanks.
her silent wait will be fruitful...beautifully penned...
ReplyDeletethanks sumana.
DeleteLoved the creation of fold mountains.. a fluid poem.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful in its solitary longing.
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