After Guardian
( A corner of the road)
As I have a
stroll in the wake
Of pristine Dawn, cool moon
Still shining, a gangly rose bush
Five flowers of hope and opulence
Spreading aura along
the pathway.
Constellation of the Goat is there
glowing like a
message of Messiah!
No drought! Water flows and pink
Blooming! but suddenly I witness
A reverse elsewhere “The ditch ran ink”
Is it due to the soil or the times?
Diurnal falling slow, night shadowed
by another shadow; I began to see,
me in helpless predicament. A ray
of Hope in the white sky
“Constellation of the Goat is there”
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