Ranjit Ravindran

(12-12-1982 / Visakhapatnam)

A Reassuring Silhoutte


Through my mind's eye,
I could clearly see,
The lady and the rock,
In a single silhoutte.

The rock lay undeterred,
Amidst the lashing waves;
And so sat the lady,
In her muse.

I see great resolve,
In both of them;
For, one braves,
The lashing waves;
And another braves,
The human tide!

Submitted: Wednesday, October 19, 2011
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  • Budlea Ní Mhaolfhábhail (11/25/2011 2:24:00 PM)

    Ruth here! A lovely simple poem but very striking in the image of the lady on the rocks, reminds me of the painting Madonna on The Rocks... that's what springs to mind anyway.... keep writing your friend, R. L. (Report) Reply

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