the sun is soon to rise
the garden waits
the grass sighs
every thirsty leaf calls
every root cries
but no rain falls
is this the day the garden dies?
Blogging from New Delhi, India, from January 2008 to July 2011 (at which time we moved back to Canada). These poems, stories and reflections provide a window into my world, and maybe a mirror into yours.
the sun is soon to rise
the garden waits
the grass sighs
every thirsty leaf calls
every root cries
but no rain falls
is this the day the garden dies?
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