Memories of Fort

16 Jul

Wild flowers raised

English: Fort Snelling confluence of the Missi...

from the cleaves of fort

dancing rhythmically to the tunes of air

 Glimpses of light 

whispers something in the ears of air

Passing clouds flew down to hear the same

Sky too knelt down to kiss the fort for it’s glory

Unscripted great loves & brave hearts inscribed on fort walls

Only serene hearts can hear ,feel , touch and view the Glory of Past 

For others it is only a cracked & debrised fort with so many wild weeds

( dedicated to  the History lovers )


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