Thursday, January 12, 2006

Did you hear?

When the wind whistles
Through the flute of the willows
There is the giggling of bangles
As the gurgling stream flows

'Silence!' I scream and they became
Only, I didn't realise that the wind was whispering my name.

5 comments:

Srini said...

Beauty in words.Like that simple scenery painting.

Hemamalini said...

@srini..thanks:)..:)

Neelam Prabhu Gaonker said...

Hems...dunno why the 'gurgling stream' suddenly brought back memories of siddhartha !! the river tells u many things....:)

Hemamalini said...

@neelam.. I know:)that narration about the stream was one of the most profound pieces of literature!..

Meera said...

I would say that in this case, the thought/idea is more beautiful than the words...