Healing
In the wilderness of nature
I search my soul
And find it dancing wild
With a hidden melancholy pain
Yet so sane
Savage truth of ephemeral life
What all I run behind!
What all I cry for!
Let go and let me dance
Let me dance to the psithurism and the breeze
Let me dance to the babbling brooks
To the pitter-pattering rain
I find my soul dancing wild
With a hidden melancholy pain
Yet so sane
-puvi-
Copyright © Punnia Viswan Bhatia | Year Posted 2018
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