The giggling leaves,
The triumphant clouds,
The after summer breeze...
A moment of grumbling and rumbling of clouds
A warning in disguise,
Storm and dust, and rain and drops,
Such is mother nature's growls...
The urban man enjoys,
A cup of coffee on his balcony,
The peasant on the other hand,
Awaits good harvest,
And celebrates in harmony...
The tadpoles and frogs sing in the ponds,
Peacocks dance and show their heavenly bonds...
I stand still,
EMBRACING my SOLITUDE...
Resting in HIS refuge!!!
~ Kripa Sarkar
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