In the roars of the sea
In the hustle of the trees
In the murmur of the oars
In the whispers of the breeze
There are songs that never leave me
There are voices I always hear
Teasing me in my reflections
And in a blink the haze is clear
In the journeys across the fields
And trudges in narrow lanes
Watching myriad peoples ways
Prayers, chants and names
I try to blend myself in the colors
As my soul dances to the beat
I feel my world catch the rythm
I feel a love thats so complete
Subtle revelations, fine moments bring
As you yearn & long to share
With doted ones, with warmth & love
As pure as the mountain air
May unbridled joy surround you
As you celebrate the years
Under the sky and over the hills
Fine moments & happy cheers!!
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Over the Hills
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2 comments:
Lovely work here..:) and thanks for the ending to the poem..i always felt somethin was missin:)
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