Starry night sultry night windless calls of heavens beyond,
Jingles of laughter I envision as I thrust my ears against the walls of calm.
A blush gathers on the horizon promising a world of fond,
Moist eyes gaze at stars above; palms feel the mud beneath, as my lips spurt a heavenly psalm.
-Dedicated to people rendered homeless in Myanmar and China
2 comments:
Beautiful ...
They say a divine soul feels the pain of strangers even
As if the poor souls were their own.
I salute the divinity in you
And in praying for the earhtquake affected join you.
sorry for the delay. chkd blog after quite some time. :)
More on the return home after a long long journey coming up I hope?
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