Golden string of ray when it falls
Catching it within his palm…
Tryna chasing it…his day starts
With a eye blink steps out the door
Deep breath nd whole nature’s in his core
A quick walk into the woods he wonders
Strong wish of conquering the whole world
Watery stream of nature’s goodness
His soul he mends
All his memories he lives back
Taers with the stream down they went
Now time has passed…..
He spent his whole day in earth’s lap
Golden string of ray has made a way out the sky
It’s time for twilight
Far there…
There’s moon waving to sun
Waiting for his chance to stay in clouds
Here he sits to watch the sunset
Nd sends his bad’s with the each passing sun ray
Magenta nd crimson now is the horizon
“How time passes away dear” he talks
self
Counting the stars
He lays down himself
Under the blanket of constellations
Waits for next day with enthusiasm nd hope…
……..Tulsi……..