Thursday, October 11, 2018

Hills that spoke to me


In awe of what the mother can give,
So vast, so majestic, so pure and bliss
Of stony rocks that build a mountain
And pearly drops that make the sea

Of blues and greens that merge with chirps
And love that crosses swiftly in a breeze
An echo of lush every here and there
So serene, so beautiful
No bounds can meet to compare

Rocks that cling to one another
Manifest a bond of trust and care
Beyond the horizon and in the dark
Like an angel guardian with a silver spark

For every morn is blissful to see
Snow peaks that shine a golden glee
Divine chrome that paints the skies
Brings in warmth to shine and rise

The velvety trees that scale up high
So deep that one can barely see
So vast and plentiful is your love to me
A dream of heaven , blessed to be.


20th Aug 2018