It’s a nice place to be
It’s a nice place to be
In the soft light of the morning
I am comforted by the one-wing butterfly.
In a line of flight
The birds shed their memories
Hum low tunes,
Until now, the patterns changing
they will carry with us the shadow
I cannot respond to silence easily.
Roads roll on to liberty
Dreams with snowflakes and tall waves
With no plans of clear skies.
I do not know what I wish to carry
A slender moon, blazing summit
In the breath of fire.
Loved the last lines particularly.
Slice of life with hard reality…Nice one 🙂
intriguingly enjoyed.
Thanks Vineetha, Maya and Jonyboy.