Wednesday 9 May 2012

In A Garden


In a garden
   all appears
      tranquil, still
        until
looking closer,
     doppelganger world.
   Just as hectic,
         harassed, frantic.
             Little creatures
      just as noisy,
    rustling leaves,
crackling twigs,
stones moved,
      scurrying feet.
       Clack of plates-
a beetle's back.
Headlong rush,
     fulfilling tasks,
        carry burdens,
maintain balance.
Our myopic eyes
fail to see.

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