Soul-Prize >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
Soul-Prize >>>
rasping bamboo leaves
calling my name I hear
peeking sunshine to me
so cold to touch my head
passing as it fades away
like brush of a master
on beautiful quiet day
I sit there listening nature
lullaby as tulip bud opens sky
tear falls off as petals spread
bursting wide on open leaf, sigh
I see rainbow in a flash, pretty
I hold my breathe; gift of love
thanks heaven, when will I reside
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4/26/2024 6:03:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Your words paint a lovely picture on my mind. Nature's lullaby provides such inspiration. I enjoyed reading your poem.