to seek those gossamer nuances of words, that come not from me, but thru' me:)
The whirlwind broughtsuch a tumultto that peaceful abode.Caught unawaresonly gasps and shudderscould be felt.Will there bePeace, again?Ever?An unease in the calm.With the realization ofVulnerability.Calm.But no peace.Ever, again?1 July, ‘07
Somehow this makes me think on the lines of the storms and the calm they leave behind. The contrast between 'calm' and 'peace' is so well brought out!
Nice poetry...P.S : REad ur comment abt that Richard Bach...i did read the book...was superb..btw...read the latest article in ma blog...should b interesting
has a tinge f de uncertain fear dat hangs at de back f de binds...! n i loved dat abt diz one :)
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