Saturday, May 7, 2016

How green is the Valley*

Standing at the Valley
Faraway from crowd,
Serene , when the mist fell
Like dollops of fog,
Me thought only of You,
And felt written on my Soul
Your kindness beyond doubt,

How green is thy Valley
Me thought,
And Thy vast ,
Thy altitude,
Thy silence
Made me ascetic,

Thy Calm thence
Made me dumb,

Only me thought
How green in thy valley.

(*Note: the photograph attached was taken by me while touring to the hills)

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