Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Passage

Roots are deep
the trees stretch
toward the ether

and within the womb
of dark brown soil.

The sky changes
like time
and leaves shades

of purple and blue
amid a cacophony
of wasted foliage.



Sneha Subramanian Kanta
United Kingdom 

1 comment:

Leah Bartard said...

We need more such poems out there. This healed my soul.