In the Misty Coolness”

“In the Misty Coolness”

In the misty coolness, the fields glistened,
The moon smiled, and the river wandered.
In the rhythm of wind, soft tunes fell,
The scent of blooms touched the heart well.

A lonely stream walked through the lane,
Morning dew sparkled with silent pain.
Birds sang softly to wake the dawn,
Trees spread memories with shade upon.

The sky was full of dreaming hue,
Sunlight smiled through leaves anew.
In thoughts, silence began to sing,
And time turned gently into a tale’s wing.

GR kaviyoor 
26 10 2025
(Canada, Toronto)


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