Talk to Me
Talk to me about the northern lights
About their azure, emerald green
Talk to me about lying on grass
Observing the luminosity
Talk to me about waking up
To the sound of early singers
Talk to me about the sun in the window
And the colours of its rays you see
Talk to me about the tint of yellow
of the daffodils in your garden
Talk to me about their bloom and scent
and the butterflies in the eve
Talk to me about the evening breeze
on a day in late July
Talk to me about the weeping willows
And the lilies that float in glee
Talk to me about what you see
About beautiful simplicities
Talk to me about everything
Things simple yet so divine
Hidhaya(c) 31 July 2007 00.32 am
August 3, 2007 at 5:42 am
Niiice! U do have a thing with describing nature… Glad to c u bak bloggin!
August 3, 2007 at 3:55 pm
Enchanting poem – with such a deep sense of nature and yearning.