Solitude in being inbound
Unclogged is activity
A standstill of huff and puff
There’s lack of ado
Creative minds think alike
Exchanging notes
Of nature’s sound
Sitting in silence
Looking at the lurking loom
Pondering over the clouds
And
Droplets of blessings
Tripping down from the source
And
Shedding down from second source
From the tips of leaves
Of that tree
Are they second hand drops?
I wonder aloud….
Sikiladi