Virgin Earth

Wind wipes out the dust;

Sky sheds its skin, blooming;

Her Lilly flowers fade,

Still, she is celestial.

Pebbles in the pool;

Scarring the face of water;

It become a broken mirror

Still, she is virgin

Summer fruits thrive;

Bunches of grapes obtrude;

Her feisty body wet,

Still, she is elegant

Black clouds whimpering;

Soil smells of horse’s tail;

Her earth feels sickened;

Still, she is bold and beautiful !

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI