Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Poem- The Mist that embraced the tree

The mist that embraced the tree

The life that passed through my soul, 

          River of clouds. 

The sweetness of air I breathe. 

The world spins on its own. I reflect watching the mist. 

The mist that flows through the forest. 

In a trice, we are embraced 

By the soft touch of its entwinement

Blurred by it 

Coloured by the veil of it

The trees play the hide and seek

We stood still observing the play.

"Let my mind stay still like the tree that observes

what goes through it and flows through it." 

I wrote this poem after the Mt.Abu trip with Azhar, Pallavi, Priyanka and Bhavya.

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