In the banyan grove

In the banyan grove


In the banyan grove, the wind is blowing  
Shadows softly sing along  
Flowers bloom and spread their fragrance  
Birds sing sweet melodies  

The scent of earth spreads in the cool breeze  
Peace fills the shade beneath the canopy  
Jasmine flowers glisten with drops of dew  
Silence of empty streets hums quietly  

Gentle sounds flow along the riverbank  
Clouds fill the sky with their blue hue  
Raindrops in the night bring tears to eyes  
The heart dissolves into nature’s embrace


GR kaviyoor 
22 01 2025 
(Canada, Toronto)

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