Wednesday 25 April 2018

Blushing Brook


Surrounded by dense forest 

She was a small stream running down the hill

flowing with naughty dance

Gurgling with laughter

When dark clouds thundered

Huge drops of water falling from them

She knew her wait was over 

Swelling with joy she cascaded 

Over the rocks, under the trees

The merging of earth and sky

Seeing the divine dance of love

Sun winked at her

Her blush reflected in the rainbow 

Everything became one

In the eyes of the beholder!











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