Baru Gobira

Rookie (7 may 1952 / India)

Baru Gobira Poems

41. Every Face Hides A Secret 7/14/2010
42. Empty 7/21/2010
43. Keeper Of The Rain 4/12/2006
Best Poem of Baru Gobira

Keeper Of The Rain

It is not for me little girl
The wind brings the rain;
It is not for me little bird
The sun warms the grain;
It is not for me little bull
The whistle of the train;
It is not for me little ant
The nectar of the plain
It is not for me little one
The moons of Saturn wane.

It is but a gift for you
From the keeper of the rain.


Copyright Baru Gobira 2006

(April 2006 Delaware)

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A Thousand Eyes

A thousand eyes from the mist appear
From cold blue wreaths inside a mountain stream
To descend on the plains of sacrifice below
Merging moving tree tops, with ash blown fields
That has no hoe or plow or chimney top/stove;
Just a green torn carpet, swaying tiredly
In silent symphony, with the evening breeze.


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