Aman Singh

Add To collaction

Lekhny composition -20-Feb-2023 Open

OPEN

Out in the open, I long to be free,
Away from the haunts of the glories to be,
To tune my poor soul to the song of a star,
And line for a while in the glories that are;

A story now one has to tell,
of trains and pleasant places,
of lands far-off or fairy folk,
Or planes in cloudy spaces;

Gentle breeze rustled through the willows,
the open air so rare,
fleeting in the big city,
smell of orange blossoms,
freshly baked apple pie,
some things never changed,
just like the blue sky;

The earth, that are sufficient,
I do not want the constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them;

Mine be the dream, the creed,
That leaves for god, indeed,
for God, and man,
one open door whereby,
To prove his world no lie
And crown his plan.


   24
2 Comments
avatar

Abhinav ji

21-Feb-2023 08:14 AM

Very nice ЁЯСН

Reply

avatar

Nobuhle Maseko

20-Feb-2023 11:55 PM

nice

Reply