Monday, August 13, 2012

AN OUNCE OF AIR


An ounce of air
Breath!
When soaked
In the residence
Called heart
Heaveing joyfully
In its take
Systole and diastole

Never the bell
Feels the end
Till the sound
Keeps its presence felt

Nothing permanent
Make us jovial
Untill it plays
The play divine

All is unturned
Under the umbrella
Of Divine peace
Remains as it is

Freedom resides in
An ounce of breath
Which pulls the thought
Out of me!

1 comment:

Alli said...

I love your poetry....It's warm...

Alli....