Thursday, May 5, 2011

Outset


Golden dust of the noon to the silver glow of the moon

I catch my breath mesmerised in flower clad breeze

Flowers sway, fallen petals driven away..

Humming bees, dragon fly tossed up,

Fallen leaves paving way for their younger stronger brothers,

Furled petals eager for their unfurled company

All embarking  anew ahead.

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