WIND IN THE FIST…..5/27/15
I hold on to the broken threads
your love has spun in the dream.
Destiny takes a stroll in my garden
Examining joy and pain I have won
Shadows of our lives they are in truth
Forgotten thoughts forgotten deeds.
Past knock my door in silent night
present unfolds from the forgotten past.
Future yawns from folds of present
My eyes wander in search of your being.
I hold on to the hope that I will forget
What has happened and smile truly
To live with empty mind and see what
Is today and spill the aroma of love……..
Copyright Seema Devi