Flame of the forest

FLAME OF THE FOREST

Blazing sun

Oppressive heat

Scorching everything in it's wake

Creation groans

With dry boughs bent low

Yearning, longing for rain

Then suddenly comes 

Splashes of color

Flames of fire

Like torches on a tree

Signaling to the clouds

Come break out

Send showers upon me

Flame of the forest

Vibrant in hue

Like a silver lining

In dark grey clouds

Lighting up the dreary sky.

Navaz D’Cruz

April 2017

Through the lense of a friend | Desert Rose

Dessert Rose
Photo credit Lasya Vyakaranam

DESERT ROSE

Born in tough terrain 

You adapt and learn to live

In harsh heat

Storing in you what it takes to survive

In all that struggle

To stay alive

You still have beauty

Stored up deep inside

Then one day

You surprise

The whole wide world

As you burst into bloom

A dessert Rose

The scorching sun

Could not scar you

It could not stop

What you were ment to be

You burst out

Defying everything

Such beauty  speaking of Hope

Making my heart glad

Delightful dessert Rose.

Navaz D'Cruz 

April 2017

Through the lense of a friend | What you tolerate dominates

                                             Photo credit : Padma Vyakaranam

WHAT YOU TOLERATE DOMINATES

Rack and ruin is what I see

A web of roots engulfing

A place that once was a home

A place of security, safety

Now overcome by

What should never have been

A telling tale of it's history

It's said you can't stop

The crow fly over your head

But you can sure stop it

From building a nest

It's the little foxes

That ruin the vine

These warnings we have heard

Time after Time

 What happened here

Why the neglect?

Did no one see

The little seed take root?

What seemed innocent

Grew silently

Spreading it's ugly tentacles

Over the facade

That tiny seed

Tolerated that day

Has come to dominate

Has come to stay

Choking life out of everything

Rack and ruin laid bare

For all to see.

Navaz D'Cruz

Through the lense of a friend | Mangroves

MANGROVES

Mangled, mysterious

You stand alone

Facing the swells of the sea

Gnarled roots and branches

Speak of stories untold.

Not dainty in form

Yet a beautiful life giver

Breathing out sustainence for all

And with each passing tide

You will continue to be

Sinking your roots even deeper.

Navaz D'Cruz 

Photo Credit - Padma Vyakaranam