Ravi Panamanna - A Green foliage.

I was on the road,
It began to shower.
In search of shelter
I made a quick glance around.

By a fence
Were lined a few trees.
They invited my eyes,
They opened their foliage.

Birds were chirping,
Squirrels were creeping.
Flies were dancing,
A sweet aroma was encircling.

Shadows gathered around me,
Leaves fell over the place.
A green umbrella was above me,
An unseen hand was roofing me.

A nest was in the winds,
Little birdies watched the rain.
To the showering clouds
Their beaks played a whispering note.

Rain was hard
But it was brief.
Leaving the shelter
Once again I picked up the road.

Those trees are now gone,
That landscape is no more.
Yet, in the inward eye, I do hear
Those rain drops, the long chirps,
The whispering beaks, the quivering wings, and
I am swept into blissful moments.

Ravi Panamanna

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