Friday, May 23, 2014

With sky on her

With sky on her
She stopped
Clear,daylight upon her
Wrapping her round
Like still water,
Shy, a bit embarassed,

The breeze had played like little ripples
And peals of laughter
Floated on her,
The sky made her reflect
Clouds, rainbows,
Hedges and bushes,
Flitting shadows,

With sky upon her
She got laid
On the bed of grass,
With sky on her
She became
A verse.

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