Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Wind

All of a sudden it all faded,
The joy, those laughters that I heard 'time ago,
Slowly I heard that silence creep by anger,
And I prayed not this time, I mocked at self!

The soft thread that weaves those tender flowers,
I made a garland, Look! For you to wear,
In your crownly dress, below the crown,
I stayed dazzled as I looked at you,
I smirked and smiled in joy and clapped my hands...

Hide low! Hide low! I screamed in fear,
To save her from the coming wind,
Yet she scorned me, said I'm a coward,
I was exempt, she got, carried away...

Then I wept for what a folly I did,
I could have pushed her on the ground,
I surely must have had time,
For to eternity I stared that engrossing wind,
It all disappeared in a gush...
The way it came, the way it went,
Then there was, the clear blue sky...