Sky has a heart too...
I have seen the sky
as a sea
as a desert
as a snowy desert too...
And now, a while ago
you showed me the sky
as a heart that hides
the skyful-hues
in its secret chambers
to paint itself with
right shades at right time...
Sky has heart of its own. It can change colors as it wishes. Beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
........Sky has heart of its own, and feeling too.............perhaps it is this that we perceive as seasons........... Beautiful, intrusive write.............