Of meandering changes-

Wafting soft brevity

Of lilting time

Into the protean whispers of


One that could turn ivy of the

To sunflowers of summer.


Like the dew drops on an early

That succumb to the scalding afternoons

And turn swiftly into oblivion.

Change is for the living.

One that we adore and equally abhor…


3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. shambhavi31
    Mar 21, 2015 @ 08:09:09

    Delighted 🙂 you have a nice blog here!

    Liked by 1 person


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