Mamta Agarwal - # A Captivated Audience...

The sombre glacier breaks
Eons of its icy silence
As a water fall,

From the deep crevice
In the mountain, it descends
Like a torrent…

The language it speaks
Can not be matched
By any human speech…

The valley resounds,
I gape, astounded over
The magic it weaves…

From east the Sun’s rays
Have come down to play,
The game of hide and seek…

As they filters down
Through the dense Deodars,
Water gushes like a child…

All creatures exult
The forest just
Seems lost in contemplation….

Sitting still, on a wooden bench
under a canopy
on a vantage point,
I wondered,
why are tears
flowing down my cheeks....?

Mamta Agarwal

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