Sometimes - just for a few moments early in the morning - the pune monsoon actually looks and feels fantastic. Especially so with a cup of tea in my hand. :)
Disclaimer: I know this isn't particularly my style of verse. Just came, though.
A light blue sky with wispy clouds
That slow time as they pass by;
It stands above trees -
Freshly washed and content;
Trees that house happy birds
Whose song carries through the diffused sunlight;
That is at once
Mellow and bright.
Just right,
To cause soft shadows
In which butterflies dart among flowering bushes.
The bushes and their flowers -
Like me, like the trees,
Revel in the calm clean air;
That smells still of yesterdays rain,
Along with today's sunshine.
Disclaimer: I know this isn't particularly my style of verse. Just came, though.
A light blue sky with wispy clouds
That slow time as they pass by;
It stands above trees -
Freshly washed and content;
Trees that house happy birds
Whose song carries through the diffused sunlight;
That is at once
Mellow and bright.
Just right,
To cause soft shadows
In which butterflies dart among flowering bushes.
The bushes and their flowers -
Like me, like the trees,
Revel in the calm clean air;
That smells still of yesterdays rain,
Along with today's sunshine.
