Lonavla
Lonavla
Sept 2004 – Mumbai Maharashtra
Cliffs.
High above the pastoral valley,
one can view the world below.
Like a small child looking feverishly into a puddle of water,
I sit close to the cliff’s edge.
The trees and vegetation,
like spots of green paint on a watercolor canvas.
Waterfalls and faint lines
form impressions of roads that run through the valley.
Rainbows bounce off the water’s edge.
I close my eyes.
© 2004 S Sawaged
Sept 2004 – Mumbai Maharashtra
Cliffs.
High above the pastoral valley,
one can view the world below.
Like a small child looking feverishly into a puddle of water,
I sit close to the cliff’s edge.
The trees and vegetation,
like spots of green paint on a watercolor canvas.
Waterfalls and faint lines
form impressions of roads that run through the valley.
Rainbows bounce off the water’s edge.
I close my eyes.
© 2004 S Sawaged
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