Right across
clear blue
Of sky
I see a streak
Of cloudy white
And so I know
A jet did fly
There was
A sound
A distant roar
thundering clouds
And rains
Did pour
On a quite
Sea beech
A gull
Did screech
High tides
Washed off
Some memories
With weeds
A shell contained
All of its pain
Lo and behold!
Pearl was ordained.
So much is said
But much is not
So much explained
But most cannot
Volcanoes bring forth
What nurses within
Flowing magma
Relieving
Pains grim.
Nalini
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hidden things are really mysterious.......good lines..