#7

​In between the horizon

You will find her, 

Running, chasing, catching her dream

Her long silky hair haywire

But her aspirations decided
She left her fate to her God

The god, which is around us, 

In the dry leaves, in the pink leaves

In the broken tree, in the lush tree
A man was asked her, “Where do you go?” “To the mountains that stand tall in pride

To the valley that stay grounded even with its beauty

To the lap of the river that chases it’s dreams. 

I seek inspiration in nature itself”
She walked away

To live the highs of nature

She walked away

And drank the drug of love

Advertisements

One thought on “#7

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s