They weave fingers of evergreen,
a canopy to shelter
from the bitterness and cold.
Guardians of nature they close their ranks
as soldiers of symmetry;
the sharpness of colour, blinds me
through the camera lense
capsules of red as paint dripping
floods the forest
in bursts of joyous stain.
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3 thoughts on “One Day”
This is beautifully expressed.. I wish I could write so well.. 🙂
Thank you so much Nakul 🙂
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