The trees of meadowsweet dozed motionless
under the windless sky.
From their branches, petals of the blossoms
kept floating downwards,sad and delicate
As if borne by the Sorrow of Evanescesce.
The air is so warm and heavy
with the fragrance of blossoms and the smell of the soil
That some sort of anxiety
smouldered in me.
The blue expanse of the sky stretched overhead
with long white sail's floating on.
Quivering patches of sunlight fell on the grass
like a golden shower shimmering on.
Chirping of the little birds,
steaming of the soil,
Filled my heart with strange
exquisite thoughts and pain.
The Sun's blood-shut eye glared overhead
a warm breath rose from the Earth.
A shimmering haze filled the whole sky
and your ardent memories stringed my breath.
In your memories I felt a surge of joy
at everything I saw and heard.
The air seemed to be like honey
and the Earth like sleeping child.
Do you know my heart throbbed with pain
Day after day,week after week,
Though thy sweet love had drawn across my wounded heart
a memorable honey- streak .
On a sultry summer night
I lay dreaming and talking in my sleep
stroking thy heart with your memories
and gasping for the breath.
Like a molted tent Heavens formed a vault
covered with stroking white clouds above my head.
The flickering Stars were borne like candles thru out
from horizon to horizon filling thirst in my blood.
I lay motionless for a long time
gazing at the Silver sieve of the Stars
And listening to the swash of the water
with your amiable lingering in my heart.
When fully awake _
I sat in astonishment with confused thoughts
My heart pounded and beat wildly with fear
B'coz of inpenetrable darkness and unfanthomable silence.
Oh ! no, your memory began to fade
your voice and your face became misty.
It was only in my darkness that I saw you more distinctly.
If you would meet me once _
for sheer of joy ,I could laugh and weep with you.
My first impulse is to flee un to you
and to lean my back against you.