Adrift
in the wide
Without
an anchor
In
a meaningless survival,
The
lost me,
Ever
so hesitating,
Hiding
in a world away
From
that illuminated
By
fiery Sun,
Ever
so ablaze.
Drowning
In
my own loneliness,
Asking
questions and then,
Answering
myself,
Not
knowing which one was right
And
what went wrong.
Till
that day of spring
When
an array of coincidences
Propelled
her at me.
A
stranger as she was,
She
brought me out in the sun
To
see the myriad colours
Of
a meaningful expanse.
And
the silence in me
Broke
like a reservoir
And
we in that deluge
Of
the river of trust
Became
one,
Merging
in the sea
Of
eternal love.
.... Ramakant Pande
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