The wild wanton wind blew,
It brought with it a fragarance I felt I knew.
Unconsciously I pursued it;
A voice cried within me,
Do you recognize it?
I stopped.
I pondered.
Did I know it?
THe answer came 'No'
But then:
Somebody cried from the depths of my heart,
'Its yours-The Unseen'
Consciousness gripped.
Was a trust being intruded?
The smile on its lips,
The assurance in its eyes,
Said it all...
Emotions gushed out
Like a-
Swift rapid from the core of my heart;
Torn betwen dream and reality,
Arose a fear of :
Dark sorrow,
Burden of forbidden hope.
The Unseen then cried-
'trust me'
And the teardrops froze.
Tranquility dawned upon me; And with a detemination I had never know I answered the Unseen,'the power within me'
"I trust you".
No comments:
Post a Comment