The early morning world,
a smooth, round pearl,
curled up in an oyster,
emanating a lively lustre.
Enclosed within the core,
holy prayers, hopes, aspirations,
a few remnants of yore,
wanting to unfurl,
a smooth, round pearl.
Sitting quietly,
in the vast worldly ocean,
engrossed in meditation,
the early morning world,
a smooth, round pearl.
First published in Indian Periodical.
http://indianperiodical.com/2022/07/early-morning-world/
1 comment:
wow! What a beautiful poem!
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