long bands of black and gold: with complete stillness a cat watches from the low stone wall
Tag: monostich
tireless: the rain falls without pause and the land receives with all its heart
dark before dawn: the faint scent of bruised fruit accompanies mortal footsteps
raised by invisible hands the last of mist lifts from the field as raw light floods the senses
another kind soul passes gently through the veil to the otherside
passing breeze: how sincere the bow and rise of wildflowers
with complete determination: a brown beetle crawls across a damp leaf
spring: a swallow dives low erasing the meadow’s existence with a clean sweep
what if the old stone was an elder god: first light peels back the layers
spreads gently the petals of a flower in bloom a spring bee’s hunger for the soma of the gods
elancharan gunasekaran 