Sunday 9 June 2013

UNMARKED FEELING - -

maybe there's rain in your town, again 
evening wind carries the wet 
memory, somewhere 
perhaps, fallen
the 
thunderbolt, coruscate the earth and -
sky with splendor beauty, its 
your love or divine 
ordeal, the 
soul 
goes illuminated, tho' you're unseen -
but included in inner conscience,
the persona exhaustively 
dominated by your
eternal love of
undefined
sense !
* * 
- SHANTANU SANYAL 
rain clouds-  by stanley-rushton