There’s a land
Serene and blue
With golden meadows
In seamless hue
Where streams line
The mountain glow
While vapors convene
And slump below
Where dawn breaks
O’er groovy falls
In timeless grandeur
Like ivory halls
Where hearts feel
A faint caress
Burgeoning its woos
To repossess
There’s a land
Mangled yet free
Embracing distress
Until we see
Finney Premkumar (2010)
Thursday, October 28, 2010
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