Autumn in Dilsberg. To My Brother Rabadi from NY. A Loving Dedication.
The trail emanates a glint of hue,
As the Light of Heaven,
Shimmers on the Autumnal leaves.
Arm in arm we walk lingeringly,
As the chilled air sucks into our breath.
Birds chirp merrily, reminding me,
Of the melody of nightingales.
Dusk approaches, and the colours of the sun,
Mesmerises our hearts with their beauty.
Bounding with longing, we pause,
And she gives me a lover’s kiss.
Here in this timeless moment,
I feel her need and reciprocate the emotion.
Enthralled and charmed
By the cosmic colours of the Sun,
The firmament radiates in rapture.
Behind the mystic mist and mountain foliage,
A thin white streak, jets across the silvery clouds.
Way below the peaks of Dilsburg,
The metallic sound of a moving train diminishes.
We stop in motion,
Spellbound and captivated,
Meditating upon a sun now crimson red,
Slowly receding into the skyline.
We stand transfixed, and our Spirits stir,
As we kneel in reverence,
To the glory of this autumnal eve.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. Copyrighted, 1st November, 2015.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
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