NITIN RAMNATH


Dew - Poem by NITIN RAMNATH

Passing cloud low anchored
Rich in the morning scent is the air
Under the fountain heads and sounds of rivers unheard
Dew-cloth drapers my dreams with care
Enchanted by the flowery banks, the bittern booms
Nature in all her majestic beauty looms
Celestial spirit of lake, sea and river
Eternal soul, HE heals, HE is the giver.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011


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