A Lark and a Volcano

A LARK AND A VOLCANO =================== I t was a season of summer and the time of sun moving to rest There was a big mountain with a red crown To enjoy the beauty of the evening, a lark came and sat on a bush it had forgotten it’s time to go it’s home and singing a lovely notes on a state of dream The day ran to west on rest and the night crowns on the earth.. The lark restored from it’s dream and raised to return to it’s home But , The flames and heat from the volcano took it’s life for it’s burning hunger.. Though it was dead on that night We can hear the notes of that lark around that place of volcano forever SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN AN INDIAN ENGLISH POET