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Grey Sparrow Journal

Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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Mother Earth

 

  

Night is waiting for departure-

Whispers still hanging on the moist leaves,

 

The wrinkled face still springs a flashy surprise. 

 

Clouds still shaky; unbutton the buried secrets,

 

Water birds with their harpoon-like beaks ready to lash out,

 

There is nothing in life than flowers in bloom

Greying hair laments.

 

Fading slowly the waltzing stars 

The rising sun in search of pleasing shades of color.

 

There is drama all around

And you want to carve out something 

To save our planet.

 

As you know nature retaliates if ignored.

 

Ride on a wheel not moving

Scrub your memory with the red earth.

Long life rests on your prayers.

 

                               -Gopal Lahiri

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