Native Clout
Up the flowing-stream
Against the light beams
Through the mystic greens
I walk in delight.
Sweat drops to persist
Breathe free in the twists
Each step will resist
Inhale water’s mists.
Cool air push unwinds
Truth now redefined
Rocks get personified
Lead one to new heights.
Blessings ripple to float a water song;
Meet the divine to whom we belong?
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2009
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