Monday, June 3, 2019

I am Saffron ( S )

I am Saffron

the Sun has risen at dusk
the Monk with the wrinkles
holds My Beliefs aloft
tranquility breezes in
soothes my nerves
I was a relic, a past
But now, I have surged up
like a tide in the Ocean
and, I announce
Saffron I breathe
Saffron I breathe
Saffron I breathe
Saffron - my existence


Copyright @ Ajay Pai
May 23rd 2019

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