Of Hushed Tones

Uthara Muralidhar

And if it were so simple
As being able to live
As freely and as loudly
As the caged birds in their sleep,
Or maybe I'm hasty
In assuming that they know
Beyond their jagged vision and meek crows
There's so much colour their wings could throw

And if only it were so simple
As knowing what could come
Of a field of daisies
I'd never become
If only the colours
Of my distant deep
Could make me believe
That I needn't close my eyes to dream

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