Have you seen the Green Magic? Invisible, It arrives at you silently. Wearing silence, it touches your forehead, without a magic wand, It heals your scars and soothes your soul. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)

Walking barefeet I feel the damp moss beneath As if it spreads a carpet for me. I lie to hear the story of the ancient forest. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)

I wear this earth on me. I draw a circle on my forehead with soil, weave a chaplet, a garland, and bangles of leaves. Sink myself in the river and keep floating… The earth lives in me. Unfolding the chapters of the story living within, slowly, the fragrance of fallen foliage rises from the heap…

Twisting, turning on my bed I stay wide awake restless until the night concert begins – crickets chirping repeating cric-cric-cric… a part of me heals. (This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026) (This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)