Monday, January 18, 2016

Through the night

I lingered with you
In thick dense fog;
Slowly weaving my way
Through the murky night,
Lit by two bright
Hazel lamps;
And in that warm luster,
That radiant glow,
I strayed far,
Until the dim light
Of dawn
Sneaked up to me.
By then,
It was too late
To turn back
And find my way.
I decided to wander,
With you,
In your skies and oceans.
May be
They could lead me home.


Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.