And then, thinking of you today
I followed the maze of past
And there you were, sitting across from me,
How I wanted it to last...
But this time the confession I heard,
Was turning to a plea,
A plea unto you
A plea unto myself
A plea that begs our cocoons to crumble
Crumble under the feet of time
And mingle with the sands of this space
The sand, I heard my prayer say,
Might then mould itself in a fortress
Around our freshly bared souls
To restrain their escape from this unity
And the notion of that unity, struck me with the truth
Almost as if I walked into a wall of that maze
A maze where I left some question,
some exclamation and then some random punctuation…
The same maze, which somehow knows how to find me
And shows me the way to find you…
Beautifully expressed! I was momentarily immersed in the world of colours you painted ... (DB)
ReplyDeleteThank you Deepanjali - that was the intent :)
ReplyDeleteReally appreciate it :)
Shared it on my twitter page, keep 'em coming sugar.
ReplyDeleteKeep me posted, soon you would complete your VIBGYor
God Bless
xoxo
Too kind you are Mon! :) and twitter?! gives me the jitters :)
DeleteAnyhoo, shall hope to reach the 'R' too...lots of love xoxo