Nature’s call

Over the trees and hill, I wake up alone
I call the name in every wind
When nobody to find, the sound of bird’s crying
Inside the evening glow, I stare at sea of stars
The world is eaten by the dark
When the rain falls, the sound of river’s changed
Under the red sky, I wash my tears
The smell of dew and grass fill my lungs
When I hear your voice, the sound of thunder is distant

poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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