To flow like water, making her way
Through obstacles that splatter her pathway
Silently she silences, others noise
As she moves to find her voice
Over that edge - Her Threshold
Her Roar, a sight to behold.
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Random observations of, in and about life.
12 comments:
Very nice Rash...
Finding ones voice is a bit like that isn't it? Great job!
Thank you Jack :)
Thank you Diana :).. Yes, it is like finding our own voice. Especially for a woman, we have to learn to silence others silently so we can find our voice with grace.
You brought a voice to water, made her human, made her kind and courageous. Nice, Rashmi.
Interesting how you created a conscious Being in the waterfall... I forgot it was 'just' a waterfall and was applauding the power and grace of it ... Well done, Poet.
Personification. Well done!
Thank you Jackie :)
Waterfalls hold me in awe. They give out a sense of peace to me inspite of their sound.
Thank you. :)
Just beautiful.
Wonderful job!
it's nice to meet you, and read your work. very nicely written, deep and philosophical.
i love the third and fourth lines the most. beautiful. thank you for playing in Rita's sandbox this week
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