Walking in the woods , lost in the wilderness
Plodding wearily in the barbed bushes
Murky thicket , engulfed in a smothered smoke
Unfathomable forest leading to an immeasurable walk.
Rivers of trouble strewn all along
Shadows of yesteryears haunting her along.
Whipping through the trees
Comes the spangling light
Resplendent in its own way and spreading delight.
Aureate glow absorbing the darkness
Happiness now saddled in the protective harness. .
Maneesha Purandare
Welwyn Garden City
11.07.2015
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