Amidst our technicality of living
We're ever there in the bosom of nature....
- Yesterday evening
A sparrow entered into my kitchen....
Took a temporary shelter
(...if I could've served it...)
Chanelling my mind to diverse thoughts...
15-20 minutes passed
And I experienced the maiden
Storm of the season.
As it'd passed I understood the cause
Of the arrival of my guest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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