A falcon took its morning flight, towards the west; then to the east; Hunting for its prey; the white doves; Above the valleys; under the hill side; But it landed up at the evening park; She could eat only the dryness of the day! Night schedule cancelled for a break; She slept on the ground, the whole night; Next day, her wings got trapped, under the heavy mist; invisible, She was unable to take off! * BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI williamsji@yahoo.com www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI