Monday, January 16, 2006

Butterflies

Moving, fluttering, flying, coloring up the air,
An air of happiness - a life without a care...
A shot of joy and arbitrary moves all across the place,
In their ambiguous steps, there is a sense of grace...
A stop at the daisies for the morning tea !
A rush over the lilies in a merry spree...

This poem is a part of the collection in my book “Across the wall of my mind”

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