Top of Ebb
On the top of the hill I contemplate
The green grass below
My sunrise to catch it , I know it’s late
I’m up there, watching my ebb that is low
On an earth which is not any more my state
I tasted the bitterness of the weed several times in row
To climb the mountain again I hesitate
I forgot that a good seed I’d have to sow
Thus, the beauty around me now I’d prefer to meditate
I wanted to flourish again but it all started to snow
Overwhelming me, I’m submerged which is not innate
The balls are cold; tears are warm that all flow
Very fast , then I knew it’s not my estate
To the destination I’d accept but never bow
To stay down here it’s not my eternal fate
Ready to face and push with my elbow
All things which hold me back, my life I’d never hate
Then, sunrise, light and the sun to its beams would show
The all seeds I’ve plant I’d put them in a plate
That to every setback and obstacles I’d bestow
And in my own snowy land I’d skate
On the things I’ve buried, and that’s my promised vow
Copyright © Hafssa Aj | Year Posted 2016
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