rain to come to fall upon sultry earth
jingles of rain clouds yet rave to soar
lest desertification may not haunts to wilt
as light of love wakes joy wresting sorrow.
distant voices whispers very art of creation
earth needs to lodge upon blue of universe
heart to trudge in over path of red dislodged
green engrosses on chord of tangency to spin.
string of symphony stretches to sing along
life is still a mystery in void of universe
as code is yet not deciphered of delusion.
hope of tomorrow slowly filters into gloss.
illusion echoes in valley of earthly silence.
as heart to hurtle home of benediction
lo behold! dance of peacock yet not listless
blossom to rejoice embarking upon crest of blue
path of world by its spin is still mystery of maia.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, another wonderful piece, Dr. Kar This piece is one of your excellent writes, Dr. Kar. Thanks for sharing this..Another piece to be a fave of readers A new life within life, inspiring... like a young rain pouring on a barren land..a music from a ruined violin... a stream in a dried riverbank...