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| Once in a while..it is good to help your guardian angel fly... |
Trails towards the boundless blue oceans a brook asks my wet feet
When I sit beside her on the green bed of grass feathered beneath
Clouds of cotton white miss their route maps of vast lands as well
I send them far and fast where no raindrops to this day or ever fell
Stops her flight a puffbird to look at me with a worry in great unrest
I tell Oh’lady take a turn two and reach your kids waiting in the nest
The mumbling yellow bees from the hives swarm not any less behind
I show them the flowers on this earth with honey of the sweetest kind
Arrives his majesty looking for his den in the woods dark and deep
Help I shall to make his heart and cross the waters in one giant leap
Gazelles a hundred search for meadows with a hunger of weeks to fill
I graze them in the golden reeds dancing with the winds down the hill
A boy strolls near wishing to belong to this tempest in a peace frame
No traps or gun by his side I find,for he tells the hunt is not his game
He takes me to the mountains and we lay our backs on shivering mist
Joyous spirits that belong to all blends now within like grains for grist
As we sprawl through dusk the stars smile and the skies lose all blue
I wonder and ask if he wandered and lost something in this place new
He smiles into my eyes to say he is here for me and forever shall stay
For he comes to help his angel wild who shows every life a will,a way.
-R.
10 comments:
a layer within a layer...and such simple words
perfect :)
Nice one :)
Very nice :)
@Aashi: Thank you:)
@Harish:Hey thanks Harish...done with your workshop???
@Chandru: Oye goobe you din't tell me you read my blog!This poem was sent to Periyar last week...and that friend of yours has not reacted yet;)
Nice one raksha.. I couldnt reply as I was quite busy all these days and maybe for 2-3 weeks from now on.. thought I ll just catch up with some atleast, in 2 days..ನಾನು ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿದ್ದೀನಿ. ನೀನು ಹೇಗಿದ್ದೀಯ? ನಿನ್ನ ಓದು ಹೇಗೆ ನೆಡೆಯುತ್ತಿದೆ? take care..
@Shwetha: Thank you:)..am doing well...exam season begins:)
Beautiful poem, Raksha.
Felt quite lost within your words. Don't we all wish to find an "enchanted wanderer" just like the one you mentioned.
Very vivid. Loved it. :)
@D2: Thank you,this one was for mine:)
A wanderer at heart
You lines speak to my soul....
@ wizard and vagabond: Thank you,my gladness:)
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