Mar 28
He walked in the fields alone
The clouds above big and heavy
Dark grey, filled with gloom
Every other noon
There was no road
Unsettling music was played in the sky
Orchestrated by the clouds
He walked unafraid
Not knowing his fate
Desirous of the rains
He had tilled the land
Until it grew green
Prosperity rained
He stumbled upon the gold
In the ancestral remains
Deserted by the predecessors
He thanked every grain
The clouds above big and heavy
Dark grey, filled with gloom
Every other noon
There was no road
Unsettling music was played in the sky
Orchestrated by the clouds
He walked unafraid
Not knowing his fate
Desirous of the rains
He had tilled the land
Until it grew green
Prosperity rained
He stumbled upon the gold
In the ancestral remains
Deserted by the predecessors
He thanked every grain
(49/F/Pune, India)
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