Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Poem 239 - Crescendo


A monk meditates
Below an old banyan tree
Inhaling nature

Crescendo of noise
Disturbs his meditation 
Group of mourners pass
~Gaurang Rao

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2 comments:

  1. NankaJune 27, 2013 at 2:02 PM

    You took a different turn at the end!! We really are a noisy lot ;)

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  2. GaurangJune 27, 2013 at 3:56 PM

    That's who we are after all! Thanks for your comments! :)

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