I Thought to Myself………….

It was but yesterday

I thought to myself

A tiny bit of fragment

Quivering like a feather

As ripples upon the waves

Like a Soulless sparrow

Without a rhythmic song

In the sphere of life.

Far beyond the crevices

Of forgotten remembrances

I heard a song of sweetness

Like a flower unfurling

Its lotus petals in the sky

Tiny feet running barefoot 

Upon the silvery greens

And in this profound Silence

A captivating moment

I realized that, I am the sphere

And all life in rhythmic fragments

Moves within Me………………..