One early morning,
I went for a walk
along the side of a lake.
My feet stopped moving near a tree.
There I glanced up
and saw the flower blossom
through the flattering leaves.
Its bright yellow colour
blinded me for
a moment.
What a charmed!
I could feel the freshness
when the wind spread its
sweet smell into
the air around
me.
In the evening,
I went there again.
I glanced up as earlier but could see only
the flying, withered and dried
P e t a l s
gliding softly along the wind.
I watched them as they flew beyond
my view and vanished
one
by
one
above the glassy lake
as the moon rises from the east,
bright and round.
Tthoibey
25th October,2010.
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