Friday, September 23, 2016

To Be Portrayed To The Next World

I once took a stroll in the gardens
To take in its fragrance and beauty
The green of the grass presented a sight
The blueprint of the sky a vision I captured
Making a landscape in my mind

Only

In the far corner of my mind
Lay all my inhibitions
Would this gorgeous parade of a spectacle one day collide
With a storm
And disappear in a crumbled projection

And then

I realized that true to its awakening
No matter how destroyed
It becomes yet another attraction
For the next one like I
To stand and be inspired
And make it a canvas
To be portrayed to the next world

-shobana-

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