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Cradling me
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English Poetry |
While gazing at the sky
I could see the red molten
gold liquid flowing slowly
at the western horizon
on a winter twilight.
Felt a sort of serene feeling
in frilled frock, from me,
going high, fluttering in breeze,
leaving my body weightless
for a while, here, on land.
Crows, cuckoos, sparrows,
eagles, robins and pigeons
fly on their way back
to their nests on trees and roofs,
cradling me in ecstasy and wonder.
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Fine expression.
Could be expanded more for depth of substance in thought process.
Kusum
Kusumji;
Thank you for your appreciation
and fine suggestion.If i add anything
to this poem it may not look so good.
That is a fine expression of peace and serenity.
Thanks for good words and
reading,Soni.