In nature’s symphony, the elements spoke to the poet, Mopuru, weaving a tapestry of poetry with raindrops, leaves, flowers, wind, birds, rivers, et al., exclusively for Different Truths.
The cloud spoke to me, Showering me with the grammar of raindrops. Scattering the words of leaves, The tree spoke to me. The flower spoke to me, Pouring the radiance of letters. Singing some soothing whistle songs, The wind spoke to me. The bird spoke to me, Making me listen the lyrical poetry. Flowing like a song, mirroring the song of heaven, The river spoke to me. The waterfall spoke to me, Singing folk songs. Rising like waves, sketching the poetic photographs, The fire spoke to me. The hill spoke to me, Sharing some sweet fairytales. Showering words and contexts on me, The sea spoke to me. The sand spoke to me, Painting several silent pictures. Translated from Telugu by Jyothsnaphanija
Picture design by Anumita Roy