The ones who see
beauty in the peahen walks
amidst the peacock dance,
calming the daylight charms.
The way through the waters
in a dusky isle,
the floating boat for
a sinking one.
Flower among the vines,
smile amidst dark clouds,
wings for the stronger winds.
That one charming eyelid,
the painting-crocheting hands,
making smiles in the woods—
are the ones with the heavy hearts!
✍️Rwrites