03 October 2009

puddle

the puddle that held
the sun and moon for hours
is no more

2 comments:

H.S. said...

On more puddly thoughts, I thought of Douglas Adams-

Imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!

:D

Muthukrishnan Rajaram said...

//H: :D aah, Adams!