Monday, October 25

To a Bunch of Monarch Butterflies

A thousand galaxies hover beneath ...
Green heights of a shady arch
Ah, but dark night of waiting heart
For whom the time is sole Monarch !!

Sunday, October 24

When guitar of day turns quiet

When guitar of day turns quiet
And moon comes fluttering its wings
When noise of day faints away
And bell of dreams clamorously rings
Memories dance around like butterflies
To desirous melody, the night sings