Wintry cold stoops
Lotus in India
Droops.
Lily in a pond
Torrents beat drums
Sound of summer rains.
Blazing spring
Blossoms far and wider
Sound of thunder.
Graveyard silence
No birds, no noise
Autumn enters.
Spring moon
Blossoms galore
Shine everywhere.
A pied man
Plays on his flute
Autumn tune.
A generous bird
Indian crow shouts caw
Shares food
A sparrow
Nothing but noise
But in Christ's eyes ?
Rain drops
Make black cherries
Glitter as pearls.
Winter morn
Dew on grass goes
Sun rises.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
Friday, October 23, 2009
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