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

Where To

Where to
The
Skylarks
Away they
Fly
With moon
On wings
Sailing
So high

Fragrance
Of the
Fresh wet dirt
Magic of rains
Quenching thirst
Of
Parched Earth

Mere hint
Of breeze
Shakes up
The world
Of fronds
On trees
Unspoken
Words

Is brightest blue
Of oceans
True
Or from the sky
It steals it's hues

Who taught
The birds
To knit
Those nests
How dusky skies
Are painted red

How do the
Flowers
Know
When to bloom
Their essence
Leaves
No room
For gloom

Where is it
That
I want
To go?
How far is it
How do I know?

When will I reach
What will it teach
Time does have
Precious
Pearls
To preach
Nalini

by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

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