aysa jhorna - Nature

No sentinel today,
sky is overcast,
it will rain in town.
The blue-donned crow
woman, Yogi,
they too yearn to loosen into ashower.
Today all forms and figures shall dissolve into a shower,

Gravely shall the pages of the Bible dance...

Cutting through crowd of traffic
on the roads
the white-robed hermit is now pale
after storm comes the rain...

(Prakriti: Translated by Zakeria Shirazi)

aysa jhorna

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