I got her flee
Of the cage, and
When I set her free
To explore the blues
Vast, open and enormous
Stretch of the sky,
That lied ahead.
She appeared to me
A bird, free to choose
Her next skies,
Hernewer nests,
Her hovering mornings
Over the green valleys
Her tiresome evenings
Over oranged trees
Of the distance forest
Beyond the mountain.
I was happy
Happy to see her flutter
To the fullest of her wings,
Nothing to push her back
Non to break her journey.
Now, I was sure
She would be, at her best-
Exploring her limitless skies,
And feeding herself
With bondless joys of flight.

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fell upon the desert of my heart!
Nor did I know
That rain comes in summer of a life
So plenty, so content, so cool
kissing the virgin lips of my soul
Anonymous, Unconditional, yet spontaneous.
So did these Clouds come-
Untimely, yet fulfilling
Made me wet
Before it rained.
It made everything wet
My Body, my mind, my heart
All my existence,
Wetting the infinite
And never ending Summer
Of discontent and grief.

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