When a half burnt forest sighs-
A half eaten moon trying to be a smiley
Writes a half-light story in a dark sky-
When a half dead ocean cries-
A mother whale leaps up
Letting her child go to ‘full fathom five’*–
I tell myself
The world must be a beautiful place
For it is still alive-
*The Tempest Act I Sc. II
Posted for my prompt ~ The World Is A Beautiful Place for Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 
