Garnden Without A Bird

The sky calls me
Though the spaces of trees
Over rooftops of houses
Climbing over the peaks of hills and protruding
Through the crowds of clouds
The sky calls-

Pointing a finger of solitary star
Shows how many flowers fell to the ground
in the wars of seasons

asks me to leave the garden
where there is no bird

it says
I shall give you a moon
To dissolve in your soul
Come
The sky calls-
- Seshendra Sharma
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