Sunday, January 24, 2021

.. tears of unrest.

Oh heavens above!
My sun! My amber. 
My pride my joy. 
My sunshine, my brightness in a dark night. My smiling jasmine. 
My heart is not mine 
Where are you when I pine.  

The flowers that bloom don't  bear memories any more. 
I ask, i say and I plead. 
My words fall into the valley and never come back. 
The echo once heard, has faded away. 
The cave has closed. 
The lions and the wildness roars in my ears. 
Looking ahead I see naught but a sliver of hope. 
I blink and its  darkness my old friend that greets me. 
The slender dim ray gone. 
Eyes shine no more. 
Nothing to reflect. 
My mind said it abodes no good.. 
But my heart kept beating. 

Oh be still. 
Be still the water, the seas. 
Be still, the dancing flowers on this night. 
Be still, for I wait for my voice to come back to me. 
Be still, for I wait to be in the ocean. 
Scattered along the banks of my holy mother... 
I finally join my place of peace with the embrace that I feel so close but never been.


Be still universe I want to hear your call to me.
I should have. Could have. Would have. 
I wanted to. I want to. I thought of it. 
I was going to. Almost did. 
All these words but bring a cynical smile to my wry lips and not emotions to my eyes. 
My eyes have learnt not to betray me.