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 everyday
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
sukum48@rediffmail.com
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