MORNING REFUGE

Flower at  breaking dawn

My morning refuge

But evening comes

The sun sets

Life goes on ! 

WILD FLOWER

Oh budding wild flower

Unfolding into unknown reality

Do you ever see the colors of life?

Not potted by concepts, or watered by love

You smile and sway; without wondering why or how

Hounded by flies and swarmed by bees

What nurtures you, but the coldness of the breeze!

With Petals reaching out to the unseen heavens

Without thoughts and minds to hinder you

Oh budding wild flower

How happy you seem !