“Excuse me, may I disagree ?”-
She asked the sky and sighed,
The burning sun behind the trees
Spilt orange heat on meadow’s wide
All colours were so dazzling bright,
She wore a gown of linen,
The melting moment till the night
To get replies, to be forgiven
That day she stood without stirring
In awe of a beautiful halo,
The nature’s voice - alluring whirring
Performed it’s peaceful adagio
In vibrabt waves and mesmerizing sounds
She made no move and screwed her eyes
There was no fear, neither bounds
She asked the sky for a new sunrise