Friendly Bird!

Mukesh Angadi Divine Grace :- when Sky is a hot blanket , when parched soil seems like potter's klin ... ! When blowing wind feels like billowing smoke , when all is ablaze on heat and drought . One night from Somewhere clouds arrive and rain the earth ... Such is the nature of divine grace . ll Radhey krishna ll  Debahuti Panigrahi Ah, beautiful.... Touched my heart... To the deep core of my being... I was waiting ... Opening up my window, Watching the, smoke-laden sky, The hot wind grazing my face, Waiting for the Friend-Bird to come, And sing to me.... And it did come, from far afar, crossing seven mountains on its golden wing, it came to me to sing to me... And it rained... Rained from the eyes of the Cloud girl... From the heart of the sky... When the bird nodded and twitted, Calling my name... Thank You Dearest Mukesh, For a soul-shaking poem... It made my evening O dear One! Wish You a very Good Evening With Love and warm hugs....

Matthias Hana good morning...thanks u....bye. Mukesh Angadi Dear Debahuti thank you for your heart touching lines ... How many times I wondered It still comes out the same no matter how you look at it or think of it , its life and you just got to play game ... ll Radhey krishna ll Debahuti Panigrahi You are most welcome dear Mike, but i am sorry, i can't follow your line of thought. Obviously Life is not a game to play. It's to be lived and loved!  Thanks for your cold touch on a hot evening! Really, You made it up! '