Monday, June 30, 2008

In the splashes

It's misty ,
yet I can see raindrops falling
like notes from a strummed Sitar string ,
our boats are facing opposite sides ,
we row with the gentle pace of the river ,
the droplets dancing blissfully on our eyes ,
a smile breaking on our lips
when the paths cross
and oars speak to each other
in the splashes of a rejoicing river .



Anonymous said...

Cool! That is what I like.

akash said...

I'm glad you liked it , mossy .