It is in one morning rain <br />shadows vanished from <br />the banyan tree branches <br />and it is Bhoopal, I heard from the <br />heart of a temple bell <br />It is from the rain drops <br />I watched in gaze <br />the fascinating reflection <br />of a temple lamp <br />and from the lotus petals <br />it is the song of creation <br />emerged as morning raga... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />April 20,2009<br /><br />Rema Prasanaa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-of-creation/
