Shanta Acharya
Instinct
– reefs swaying in all their splendour,
forests of filigreed corals pulsating with colour –
– reclusive creatures, neither plant nor animal,
in caves, canyons, valleys of the deep dancing enthralled –
– male seahorses fleeing, flashing trails of amber,
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