Saturday, March 8, 2025

 Everyone talks to her

In hushed voices

The butterflies, ants.

Trees, birds, animals

Wind, the clouds , 

Drizzling rain 

The mist, mountains 

They  murmur about 

The beautiful night before

Each one of them about

Their day in and out

Their routines n chores

Dreams n hopes 

And she keeps on 

Chattering day n night

With a voice 

Incomprehensible 

To the humans around 

As she  never belonged to

The human world ....

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