Saturday, 16 July 2016

Divine Ray

The morning orange ray entered my cave,
Brighten  up  my stage,
The  drops  carried divine wine,
My vine highlighted by its  light,,
The warm beam brushed splendour of joy,
I danced with rhythm of its rhyme,
My space changed  to a new look,,
Feeling is beautiful  and profound,
I started to sing ,
 With Cuckoo’s mesmerising tune,
Orange  ray  blushed my meadow,
I  started merging with its shadow,

The intense pleasure is unique and relevant.