Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Summer waits for rain

Seed pods straining tense,
On the first splash shall explode.
Summer waits for rain.

Late morning river
stands still like a stark, white shroud.
Summer thirsts for rain.

The river waters surge,
their time to rule has come.
Summer yearns for rain.

Pregnant clouds above,
still air below, night swelters.
Summer longs for rain.

The forest's green is
greener as clouds mask the sun.
Summer aches for rain.


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