by Venkat


we live as frogs
that leap occasional
from one mire to another

in flight for a second
glimpsing the magic
catch an eyeful
of a mystical paradise
lying beyond the wall
of our limitations

eyes hypnotised
gawking silent
wondering on occasion
until the next leap

image: orange thighed frog from

4 Comments to “Frogs”

  1. You are a frog; I am a toad . . .

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