Slip On the Snow By Past

Walking along the road In untimely darken evening That of heavy snow fallen Amber light illumed on it With steps of clumped feet Sound of crack with slush Frozen cold aroused Melting the memory in the past Silent cold and music of steps only Walked ahead but without any aim I am taken in cold by the memory That is reborn without reason Uncovered stock still hands give a pain When I come out from the past Put my hands in to my pouches of the jacket Being silent of my determined mind Pain and length of the walk Like a careless driver I had Breaking the memory of the past Return to the way back to my place Udaya R. Tennakoon