Poems by Aden Lee and Padma, Skylark Press Studio Perched on a Branch: An Asian Koel | Page 2

Perched on a Tree Branch, an Asian Koel
As the gentle rays of the sinking sun
Suffused the trees with noon’s last hue of gold,
Upon the garden’s pebbled path
I strolled alone with quiet ease,
Until the bursting of an oriental melody
Spurred me to the shady groves–
My ears rang with the familiar anthem
Of ancient evenings, beckoning from
Within rainforests dense with mystery.
The longing of a lonesome singer
Drew me to the saga tree’s
Embracing branches.

© Skylark Press Studio 2016

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