Turbulence

Posted on by Reena Saxena

What can the wind blow other than deep roots?
The maiden holds her swirling skirt in dread
Banyan trees grow roots to go underground

Check your homesteads to see what lies loose
Watch the clouds fly, and the sky blush deep red
Secrets are stories to make worlds go round

When the winds whistle, will they remain mute?
those who came from tsunamis, tales unveiled
depths of the ocean move without a sound

Windchimes sing songs from the holes in the flute
invoke gods; powers of Universe hailed
to protect Earth from maniacal clouds

let the sky go berserk; let winds go mad
let the fury of waves make depths feel glad

MTB: A Trillonet of Wild Winds

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