Guldasta

A bouquet of flowers picked along the way ….

She flows in beauty July 24, 2009

Filed under: poetry — gurdas @ :

She is like a bubbling brook
running happy under the green canopy
Playing hide and seek with her shores
and the sobered pebbles and thin grass blades

It is by her will that she speaks or remain silent
Meandering she flows in and out of my life
Almost vain in her acknowledgement
that the woods will never move

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