Reflections
Nothing clear in drying pond,
light patterns shattered to chaos
by ebb and sway, long drowned debris
emerging as images soak silent away,
searching for inspiration.
Life settles wriggling in muddy sediment,
numb sentiment waiting for rain’s
rivulets to flow, sated seeds to burst.
Below dull surface seek to find
germs sprout, dreams grow.
Dhaka 2015
Beautifull. I like it.
Beautifull, I like it.