a random thought

On the river bed,
Did lie a stone.
Tickled by the rivulet,
It did giggle.
Tickled again,
It laughed and then roared.
In its laugh,
Tides rose up,
Flooding the banks,
And taking away lives.

Hiding the smile,
Behind an invisible hand,
Tides all came down
No more were floods..

Go to the river,
Sit by its side,
You still can hear
The giggling of the stone..

--
Jagadeesh
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