Quietly

By Ashok Suri

QUIETLY 
 
Roses do not speak,
But spread sweet scents.
Cool calm lakes                                                            
Cast lasting spells.
 
High in the air,
Eagles fly.                                                       
Without a whisper,
Rainbows appear in the sky.
 
Quietly the sun rises.
Leaves grow on trees.                                                         
Stars shine in darkness,                                               
Rocks stand against the roaring seas.
 
Quietly the moon shines,
Inspiring songs which the world sings.
And quietly the braves soar
Despite their wounded wings

Ashok Suri is a retiree and is settled with his family in Mumbai. He tries to convey in simple words what he wants to say.

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