Onto the meadows ,
Behold ! the solitary girl melodiously sing,
Perhaps of plaintive tales bygone or coming along ,
hard day at work filled with murk .
Of daily chores and simple life,
Of tiniest , dainty , wild floral array,
that fade with time yet
rise hopes of
blooming bright and reassuring to stay,
life is beautiful in its own way .
~
A smile fitting gaily on her face,
giving a positive aplomb to the human race,
be hopeful even through life's upheaval phase.
She sings life is a chimera yet god's greatest creation,
bobble of delusion.
full of stories wrong or right,
nobody can foresee it's might .
humming to you and me she reiterates,
a confident smile is so apt to give life a good fight !
~
Simple moments become special and linger long after,
soothing the soul's to the lost memory of life's chapter .
every moment is precious.
life takes its own paths
even thereafter !

©Mrunalini.D Nimbalkar