Voice Of Innocence

Poem By Sunil D'pudi

The eye of the sunflower
Stares into the clear skies;
Acres of bright, yellow effluence
The voice of innocence.

Red earth
Weaves a dissolving silence
Into the wilderness of the valley.
The phantoms are exiled to meditation
By the voice of innocence.

In the chosen web,
Stirs a fly, vanquished to submission.
The pastures of winged worlds are closed
And the prey trembles
With the voice of innocence.

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