Light play
Through the shadowy woods, the little copse glowed in the fading light,
Lit up, as if in the spotlight , what a glorious sight,
Lifted up her verdant limbs in the sunset,
Like a camera-loving, posing, starlet,
And as the wind sighed her song through the boughs
Seemed to be irradiated with her own inner glow,
Until the reluctant rays slowly pulled away,
The curtains of darkness fell and she waited to shine another day,
In the setting sun's light play.
--shubha
Through the shadowy woods, the little copse glowed in the fading light,
Lit up, as if in the spotlight , what a glorious sight,
Lifted up her verdant limbs in the sunset,
Like a camera-loving, posing, starlet,
And as the wind sighed her song through the boughs
Seemed to be irradiated with her own inner glow,
Until the reluctant rays slowly pulled away,
The curtains of darkness fell and she waited to shine another day,
In the setting sun's light play.
--shubha
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