AUM

AUM

Oh cloud,
what do you hold?
Water and dust or
romantic burst !
What do you store?
all our thoughts, words or even.more ?

Where do you go ?
You’re known to be the messenger!
Poet Kalidas said so !

What messages do you carry and to whom?
Is it for the wind, the sky, the sun or the moon ?
Is it for the birds or the gods who grant the boon ?

When you turn dark, the peacocks and children dance
like there isn’t morrow;
when you shed tears,
It’s the lifeline, that the Mother Earth borrow

When you clear, reveals the blue yonder
Where does it all begin or end,
we do wonder

You are a relief in the scorching Sun,
You are a resource to a poetic one.

Watching you pass-by resembles the minds cape;
Your presence and absence add beauty to the skyscape

Most times you’re pristine and white:
Pouring rain and roaring thunder, you behold all their might.

We always look up to you
Life is incomplete
without you.