Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Serene Dusk



Sitting on the praying stone, by the water side
I listen to the cool wind passing by,
Carrying secret whispers of the trees
Can life be so calm, I wonder...

The crickets have began their chirpy hymns
The winged ones are returning home,
Some are singing the day's last song
The trees are talking in sleepy tones;

It is almost night, I am urged indoors
Time's over for further stray,
Only a hint of day now remains
Let me soak in some more serenity I pray...


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Loved that you dropped by. It would lovely to know how you feel about this post too :)