No struggling wistful hours
No intercepting threshold
With you the loadstar of a meandering
Life through starlit nights and seasons
cold
I keep diving hard into sea of words
Yet fail to catch my breath
As they slip off over the net of
shyness
As I so much want to profess
That the acorn tree where you first met
me
Has been whispering ever since
You two are the lost part of each other
And someday you shall meet
The silver sheen of your bated breath
Will mist and melt the lost years
With each other we will touch like you
did
In the living dream my heart steers
I’ve felt you in the colors of flowers
Seen you in the shape of clouds
My nights have been filled with dreams
Those memories of shared life arouse
Will you, I wonder, like in dreams
Wrap your arms, like a cozy sheet,
Around the one whose life is only you
On the blessed day we meet
Hesitate if you even for a moment in
thoughts
Wondering if I can sense but not see
The person who is beneath the words
Those have flown over seas to
me
Will you then just hold out your hand?
I will in tight embrace see it melt
And look at you, assuage
The aggravated thirst we’ve felt
And hold your hands forever
And show you all the lonely walks
In bloom, in dog days, in fall across
As gushing streams over hope stalks
We’ll walk through ripening summer
breeze
Into the mellow autumn’s rustling wind
And then in freshly fallen snow I’ll
show
How I stood wherever I thought I
glimpsed
A make believe footprint of you
With closed eyes and a fervent prayer
To tell you we’re one, not two
For it is a one soul we do
share
There is just one footprint we would
make
As I’ll hold you, treasure you, lift
you above
Two souls entwined, coalesced,
merged
In a single seam of love.
Ramakant Pande
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