Ocean wavelets
Make pebbles sing
A song of stone
Of Ancient days
Sun shadows of time
Flickering before me.
I am still and silent like a human sundial
And somewhere close by
A song-thrush sings
The sounds carve
Spiral
Spiral
Beautiful shapes
Across the air
Gladdening the mind.
A joyful usher of Spring
Reminding me of
Love
And the beautiful spaces within.
- Asoka
- Asoka