GLORY

You are the tremble in the leaves

At the onset of every wind

The shiver in each heart

At Nature’s every little find

The madness in   the wings in flight

The sweet  anarchy in the bees’haunts

As they move to newer delight

The charm in the unsteadiness with which

From heights of conquest

To depths of calm that dragonflies alight

The white glory in the feathers of herons

In their movements under a sun so bright

The pink pureness in the body of grass flowers

At my feet as they wink at the clouds in lazy flight

I love and salute you

Glory in each form glory in every feel and every sight.

Saroj k. padhi—copyright n comp. 25/08/14