You Are There
That day meandering down the mountain path
below the azure sky
I saw flocks of birds descending
on a placid lake that
glittered from sun’s aura
The scene was surreal
– a picture-perfect
displaying GOD’S unique creativity
It jolted me out of my mundane sleep
and reminded me of the effete existence that I lead every day
As a child, I was told to follow a rightful path
away from all sins yet
the vagaries of the world created by MAN
led me astray
but today aroused from my slumber
by the force of the scene before my eyes
I walked towards the lake as if
-in a trance
At the lake, my fingers dug deep into the clay
And I vowed to my self
God! I have arrived.
French – Clay- Finger – Feeling – Force – Mountain – Sun – Rightful – Sin – Flock
Contributed By – Suhas kumar [email protected]
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