Cuckoo's Call
A sole burned tree
neither shed nor
Grow its leaves
Blossoms robbed off
Nor branch so green
Or seasons await...
But Nature awakes
In Her solitary reign
And call for a change
Sulken shadow rugged elm
Straw build nest
But the soil fertile.
Loosing lies, greed or anger
Lofty desire but
Hope resides.
Cuckoo's call shrills thr'u
dusk nor dawn
In the darkest of night
Its a merrier time
Incense breathing morn
For knowledge sunshine...!
cuckoo's call is the voice of our soul which can b heard only when we are truly detached and our mind is stable in the stillness of solitude.
A sole burned tree
neither shed nor
Grow its leaves
Blossoms robbed off
Nor branch so green
Or seasons await...
But Nature awakes
In Her solitary reign
And call for a change
Sulken shadow rugged elm
Straw build nest
But the soil fertile.
Loosing lies, greed or anger
Lofty desire but
Hope resides.
Cuckoo's call shrills thr'u
dusk nor dawn
In the darkest of night
Its a merrier time
Incense breathing morn
For knowledge sunshine...!
cuckoo's call is the voice of our soul which can b heard only when we are truly detached and our mind is stable in the stillness of solitude.
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