Three new blooms in the middle of nowhere, Made me pause, and most unceremoniously stare.
Was there a rhythm here, and maybe music unheard ?
Was there a story, a poem, or just an unspoken word ?
The breeze gently swayed the tulips three,
And without much music they sang to me.
The sang of spring and tidings anew,
Of tears and longing, there were lyrics too.
But as I left, each wished me a little gift that morn,
A solemn wish that #love, #faith and #hope, within me, were reborn.
[ Three Wishes – PL ]
All over India, various states and regions are celebrating their respective New Year in the most festive of ways. Thousands of miles away across the globe, this little floral Trinity filled me with unspoken joy.
Today I wish the same for you and yours with all of my heart.