133.Tiding Over The Green Poem by rajagopal haran

Wandering in the wild
Among the green and glee
Struck by the silent whisper
Looked for my soul’s song
Heard the song of the wild flower
Singing in a voice echoing my mind

Driven by the peace
Percolated by the flowers
Lied on the floor!
Lulled by the silence
Murmuring my fears
Slept for a while

Roaming beasts around
Dancing to the tune of birds
Bees clearing the nectar
Enslaving the blooms
Went out in search of extraordinary joy
Found in plenty deplete of bliss


11 2 2009