abundant love


In the comfort of vanilla scented pages of old books,
flowing in tranquil rivers and babbling brooks,

Rustling through the leaves of  blossoming trees,
in the sweetest bird songs, in the buzzing of the bees

Amidst gliding clouds and sunny blue skies,
in such abundance my love for you lies…


Pitter patter parrots

Pitter patter parrots

Pitter patter raindrops sound,
flip flop flutter the parrots around,
up to the skies, down to the ground,
lucky be the parrots whose hearts truly see,
in mind, in heart, in body they’re free,
that locks and chains and ropes and ties, only the doubtful do abound…

 © aditi chengappa 2013