Poem
- Five Elements
Have
you ever heard the chorus of the stars? When the world sleeps,
they strum their guitars. Their dance supplemented by some weird
games, they make patterns writing on skies our names.
Have
you ever wondered at the play of moon and clouds, the want for
rain making a cuckoo croon, the spring hopping on the tunes of
this song, or at the landscape to which these all belong?
Have
you ever seen those daffodils bloom? Watching us together, they
forget earthly gloom and join us in chitchat, our making
merry forgetting their own existence transitory.
Have
you ever had a chance to be free walking on the sands at the coast
of the sea like a wandering mystic who holds nothing more than
what the tide brings with it to the shore?
Have
you ever felt any fire deep inside that in dark volunteered to be
your guide on the seemingly unwonted yet onerous path even if
it triggers world's fury, invite wrath.
Have
you ever inhaled the breeze fragrant intoxicating the veins with
vigour vibrant refreshing the mind with a thought
nostalgic instead of leaving for a fresh day lethargic?
There's
more to life than day's ordinariness, the wish to be drenched in
rain, do not suppress, weather covers itself in a shawl of
sentiments when elements cease being just elements.
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