curls of steam arise
a golden colorful noon ~
tastes sweet as it smells
Today is my friend’s birthday.
Torrents of texts and messages, mundane wishes
Heaped on her like abandoned placards after an election rally.
What shall I wish her, a hundred others haven’t?.
May your days be green with a healthy sheen
Like leaves on the tree by the flowing waters
Exhaling life with every breath, in silence,
Not out of demand but of innate goodness.
......
Today is my friend’s birthday.
Torrents of texts and messages, mundane wishes
Heaped on her like abandoned placards after an election rally.
What shall I wish her, a hundred others haven’t?.
May your days be green with a healthy sheen
Like leaves on the tree by the flowing waters
Exhaling life with every breath, in silence,
Not out of demand but of innate goodness.
......
curls of steam arise
a golden colorful noon ~
tastes sweet as it smells