NJC (18/2/71 / Jaipur, india)


To none belong
I am that scent
From hinter lands
That which escapes
You can't contain
Water on sand

I am the one
Echo of songs
That springs had sung
As rivers drummed
Cascades of ripples
As winds cajoled
To sing and strum

In earthy hues
In shades of blues
From barren dunes
And cryptic runes
You'll find me lost
As I dance alone
to cosmic tunes

by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

Comments (1)

Exquisitely written. A philosophy of life expressed through the myriad moods of nature. Thanks.