I Wait
In the dusty dusk of summer
The air suddenly stops to flow
The trees transform to stilled fossils
With the dry leaves drooping low.
The horizon turns to a stony wall
Draped by dark clouds on the rise
Thunder splits the slate sky to fall
On me with the shards of surprise.
As I stand beneath a twirling tree
Beguiled with the rhapsodic state
I morph into a fallen leaf on the drift
The wind will carry to you, and I wait.
In the dreamy dusk of seraphic spring
You run on the garden path flowery
Rippling breeze swirls your golden hair
As you turn into an alluring fairy.
Your fleeting feet scatter silver dust
As you float on zephyr’s melodic flow
That cascades in the vale of your smile
Sparkling in the sheen of full moon glow.
Entice me like a rustling raptured leaf
Entranced and resigned to its final fate
Time'll come to see the yearning buds bloom
In the garden of your heart, and I wait.
April 22, 2021
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Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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