Jayasree

The Journey

A tiny drop of water

nestling in the raincloud

waiting to fall

with the music of the rains

sometimes

cradled on a green leaf

sometimes

on a blooming flower

before falling 

onto the bosom of the

waiting earth;

joining other raindrops

forming rivulets..

streams gushing and tinkling

streams that flow through

rocky terrains,

beautiful valleys and deep forests

smoothening the pebbles;

the gurgling sound 

music in the silent forest...

the tiny rain drop

journeys on and on...

the stream becomes a river

calm and serene

flowing silently

to reach it's goal

to be one with the sea

 to kiss the grains of sand 

on a golden beach

to wash up as waves 

on earth's bosom.

 

Comments5

  • Teddy.15

    My dear Jayasree, Beautiful, beautiful ๐Ÿ’magnificent imagery . Thank you.

    • Jayasree

      Thank you my dear Teddy.๐Ÿ˜ So happy you liked it dear friend ๐Ÿ’–

    • Eugene S.

      A vision of beauty in all of its simplicity. Such a treasure in your words.

      • Jayasree

        Thank you Eugene โ˜บ

      • Accidental Poet

        Very beautiful Jayasree. ๐Ÿ‘

        • Jayasree

          Thank you dear poetโ˜บ

        • yellowrose

          Very lovely ! ๐Ÿ™‚โ€ to be one with the sea , to kiss the grains of sand โ€œ I especially love these lines

          Beautiful poem

          • Jayasree

            Thank you dear Rose๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

          • Goldfinch60

            Beautiful words Jayasree, that drop once it reaches the see will rise again and go through the process forever.

            Andy

            • Jayasree

              Thank you Andy. โ˜บ



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