Sanjaya Priyadarshana Sri Lanka

2022 ඔක්තෝබර් කලාපය

The Wind

The Wind

Now my life is a sail

Abandoned by delighted wind

Lost my way like in a maze

No light house, no way, time is wasting

Wind roars lazily on perilous sea

It slants on before my eyesight

Hurly burly sea climbs up

Shattered ships hop

May a pregnant dawn burst open again

And barricaded darkness be driven away

Mysterious whirl-wind, be gentle!

Peace be on blue sapphire sea
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