Hints of a golden azure,
Spread over the horizon
Sunlight streams through the tree
And a light misty curtain
Lingers in the sleeping valley
And somewhere,distantly,
A bird's clear and sweet call
Cuts through the silence.
My collection in free verse, published by Writer's Workshop, Kolkata. For copies, write to me at ramyasriram1@gmail.com or write to Writers Workshop (click on the cover).
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