rensaku for Subbaraman N.V

the sky a black slate
which is not yet written on
lightning adds the script.

in electric blue
although you may not understand
You feel you ought to.

but can’t interpret,
the fiery script beyond
your limited skill.

you are not meant to.
the message is not for you.
the earth understands.

the words easily
accepts heavens benison
an answered prayer.

she quenches her thirst
while we gaze in frustrated
curiosity

15-Mar-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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