-Sparsh Sharma
The milky orb gets
kissed
by
the gnarled tree.
Nature's hands
sculpt
a new artwork
on the trail, off the
river, near the sacred
grove, home to
the migratory birds.
A tired moon takes a
quick break and sits
atop the
slender branches,
its oval visage
unscratched
by the
bare brown
limbs.
All it takes to reach for
the moon
is
a different view/
angle.
over
the skeletal figure,
a soothing crystal
that
illuminates the
contrasting decay
and
regeneration
on a less-frequented path for the bold.
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