Alright The Great Union Poem by asoke ray

The maiden spring vivacious
For meeting the brook down the valley
Dancing in twists and turns
Spraying fragrant vapour all the way;
On the eve of an ecstatic union
A great event to take place,
A golden touch and drawn nectar
A mauve and brown soufflé
A space for celebration down the emerald isle
With raised pupils and a heaving cleavage
Drops of rains disappearing down the seaway
A fabulous journey resumed, an improbable sojourn…