Originally posted on elliekamran:
See how sun’s ray has meant!
On spring leaves, the glisten.
Don’t you see they talk, I listen?
In their hidden fashion, they grow;
As I am silent, they know!
Is it the silence of my heart,
Or is it the crowd that take no part?
Sun nourishes the leaves for their need.
It is spring, the leaves lead.
They grow in their hidden fashion.
Sun shines on them with passion
Listen to the silence of my heart;
Or the silence of crowd who take no part!
In this lush moment of spring,
I repeat the last words I did sing!
Words were told about love,
Now they fly out like a dove.
And in the silence of my heart,
Sun shows the spring leaves, its art!! …