Awakening Celestial Calm
Ice on ice : When the winter season guides! It’s a soulful balm — An awakening!
Echoes of winter
A new dawn and the thin snow
Hand in hand, big show
Still the same winter
As I Walked Out the world’s door
It comes and goes
O Awakening !
Ebbing thro’ the cold in strides
Eyes more open than close !
By: Madhu Goteti
About the Creator
Madhu Goteti
The thrums in the strums and the delights in the humdrum of life have always fascinated me.
It’s that feast of reason and flow of soul; in all that I see and all that I shall behold!
I am an avid lover of art and philosophy!
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Good poetic description.