Wednesday, April 13, 2011

one monsoon morning

we will wake up

and levitate.

our feet are
the red of the earth
the earth and the sky
are the air we breathe
and we
are the fingers that hold
the silk of life

a river will wind
its way across my waist
and flow through your hands
like the evening breeze
through leaves of a young tree

the present shall pass.


Take a Hike said...

good one

Naveen George Thomas said...

Hey you....Really good one....btw, remember me? :D it's been ages...

nina said...

thanks :) how you been?

of course! how are you? how has life been?