Friday, February 13, 2015

760 - Through an open window

Outside my window
Lies the suspense of an ocean
The mystery of a lake
The trivia of a pond;
Outside my window
Drops of water have percolated
Through nibbles of seasons
At the behest of the beyond;
Outside my window
Evaporate silkroutes of streams
Exhaling blue into a non-stop sky;
Outside my window
Love stories in liquid
Swirl and churn
At times, all forceful, at times, all shy.

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