Poem 243 : Micro Thoughts

 Micro Thoughts

                                - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Coming and going,

Like an unseen wind,

The air surrounding,

Invisible influence surrounding,

Rudiments growing till the shoot,

Termination when it has grown,

Seas with undistinguished drops,

Mixing and matching with all,

Till the last day, forever to fall,

Where there is only a muted call,

The drop left undistinguished,

Coloured to remain distinguished.