The gentle drops of the morning mist
frolicking carefree on some maple leaves
and that early morning beam
dancing down in blithe
through some scattered clouds’ reef
the canary didn’t disappoint either
neither did the thrush
dancing to glory in every rhyming cord
Such is the nature’s caper
here in the wild
And thank heavens there is no human
to disturb the tranquility with devastating rile
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Last line was the soul! Thank heaven their was no human to disturb the tranquillity. Great post
Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
I love this. And yes last line is the soul ❤
Thank you 🙏
Reading your writing is a very serene and pleasant pastime.
Thank you Diana. I am glad you liked it
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